I see you standing near the door,
Caught between the past we knew.
The way you smile, I can't ignore,
It takes me back to days we flew.
I never thought you'd return,
Time has its way to burn.
The air feels heavier tonight,
Like memories slipping through.
I hold my breath, I hope it’s right,
Just one last look at you.
We traded words in crowded rooms,
But now it's silence that we share.
Your laughter fades but still resumes,
Echoes of what was once so rare.
I’m holding on to what we had,
Even as we drift apart.
A part of me is always glad,
That you still own a piece of my heart.
I never thought you'd return,
Time has its way to burn.
The air feels heavier tonight,
Like memories slipping through.
I hold my breath, I hope it’s right,
Just one last look at you.
