After the Wreckage

[Verse 1]
You used to slam every door
Call it love
Call it “I’m just tired”
I kept my shoes by the bed
In case I had to run at night
You said I was hard to hold
Then held someone else instead
I learned to sleep one eye open
Counting the lies in your breath
[Chorus]
But he’s loving what he didn’t break
Kissing all the fault lines
Saying they’re okay (mm)
Tracing every crack like it’s a map he wants to take
He’s loving what he didn’t break
Saying “you’re not too much
You were just unsafe”
Holding all the pieces like a promise he won’t waste
He’s loving what he didn’t break
[Verse 2]
Now I flinch when a glass hits the table
He just lifts up his hands
Says
“it’s only a cup” (hey)
I apologize for existing
He laughs and says
“that’s not how this works”
I told him the worst of the stories
Waited for the shift in his eyes
He just pulled my sweater sleeve closer
Said
“you made it out
That’s the part I like”
[Chorus]
‘Cause he’s loving what he didn’t break
Kissing all the fault lines
Saying they’re okay
Tracing every crack like it’s a map he wants to take
He’s loving what he didn’t break
Saying “you’re not too much
You were just unsafe”
Holding all the pieces like a promise he won’t waste
He’s loving what he didn’t break
[Bridge]
I thought forever meant bruises
Thought loyalty meant staying hurt
Now forever looks like Sunday groceries
Laughing till my sides burn
I thought my heart was a warning
Some damaged thing stamped “do not take”
He just shrugs and says
“I like it
It already knows it can bend
Not break” (oh)
[Chorus]
So he’s loving what he didn’t break
Kissing all the fault lines
Saying they’re okay
Tracing every crack like it’s a map he wants to take
He’s loving what he didn’t break
Saying “you’re not too much
You were just unsafe”
Holding all the pieces like a promise he won’t waste
Yeah
He’s loving what he didn’t break
[Outro]
You were the storm I crawled through
He is the quiet after the rain
And I’m learning I was always worthy
Of a love that doesn’t leave me in pain

pop, Indie-alt pop with female vocals; intimate palm-muted electric guitar and soft synth pads in the verses, kick-and-floor tom groove and airy piano doubling in the chorus. First hook blooms with stacked harmonies and a slightly gritty bass; bridge strips to vocal and reverb-drenched guitar before a final, soaring chorus with ad-lib runs and a gentle, tape-warm outro., healing