Tears In My Pillow

Verse 1

Stars imprint your name across the sky

Footsteps creak where you once were

I fold my hands, and look up high

the weight of things that could occur

Pre‑Chorus

The tear soaked pillow, I lay my head down

Never knowing if you’ll ever be back around

Chorus

Tears in my pillow

Empty spaces of where our hearts used to meet.

Tears in my pillow

Staring into my phone, waiting for a tweet

Up all night and can’t take the heat

Verse 2

Your coffee cup still sits like a small, accusing moon,

I trace the rim with fingers that remember you too soon.

The window holds the city, but it doesn’t hold your face,

Just the memories of a softer, warmer place.

Pre‑Chorus

The tear soaked pillow, I lay my head down

Never knowing if you’ll ever be back around

Chorus

Tears in my pillow

Empty spaces of where our hearts used to meet.

Tears in my pillow

Staring into my phone, waiting for a tweet

Up all night and can’t take the heat

Bridge

Maybe morning will be kinder, maybe coffee will be brave,

Maybe sunlight will unlearn the shape of what you gave.

But for now the ceiling holds the map of all my doubt,

And every breath I borrow is a wish I can’t live out.

Chorus (soft)

Tears in my pillow, quiet as a prayer,

I fold the dark between my hands and try to keep you there.

Night holds its silence like a promise I can’t keep,

I go to sleep sad, and let the city keep its sleep.

Outro

The pillow knows the story; it keeps it close and still—

A small, damp witness to the way my heart can spill.

I close my eyes and practice letting go, then start again,

Tears in my pillow, and the slow, familiar ache of when.