[Intro — whispered harmony + faint guitar strum] Mmm… I can still hear you in the quiet. [Verse 1 — tender, confessional] You left your sweater draped on my old chair, still smells like yesterday and the weight we shared. I trace the outline where you used to sleep, trying not to fall into memories too deep. Every corner of this room holds a piece of you, like the way your voice slipped soft when you told the truth. I said I’m fine, but the lie burns slow— guess healing moves in shadows I barely know. [Pre-Chorus — small rise, breathy falsetto] I keep the lights low, ’cause the dark feels closer to home. And I’m learning, slow… how to let you go. [Chorus — emotional bloom, stacked falsetto] But I still reach out in my sleep, hands searching for a warmth I can’t keep. Love fades quiet, like a record at the end— soft and broken, waiting just to spin again. Yeah, I still whisper your name, hoping it won’t echo the same. Guess some goodbyes take their time. [Verse 2 — softer, deeper ache] Your laugh is tucked between my favorite songs, every melody reminds me where we went wrong. I replay the moments that felt like gold, even though they crumble when I try to hold. I’m learning to breathe through the missing parts, patching up the cracks in my half-open heart. Some nights I break, but the morning forgives— I’m slowly remembering how it feels to live. [Pre-Chorus — soft glow, like a sigh] I keep the lights low, ’cause the quiet feels safer to know. And I’m trying, slow… to release your ghost. [Chorus — fuller, emotional lift] But I still reach out in my sleep, hands searching for a warmth I can’t keep. Love fades quiet, like a record at the end— soft and broken, waiting just to spin again. Yeah, I still whisper your name, hoping it won’t echo the same. Guess some goodbyes take their time. [Bridge — minimal, raw, falsetto stack] Maybe someday it won’t sting this way, maybe someday I won’t miss you every day. But tonight I’m caught in the space between— who we were and what it means. [Final Chorus — gentlest version] I still reach out in my sleep, though I know you’re a memory I can’t keep. Love fades quiet, but it leaves a mark— a tiny glow in the softest dark. Yeah, some goodbyes take their time… and I’m still learning how to be fine.

Half Open Heart