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I reach through distance, through the haze
No walls remain, but you’re still far away
Words unsaid keep echoing
In the silence, everything
Feels like forever in a breath
Every truth I tried to hold
Slipped like rain from hands gone cold
And it’s always this silence
That screams the loudest in my mind
Every moment, every memory
A ghost I never leave behind
We were more than time could tether
But now there’s only never
Trust was fire in the dark
Now I’m walking through the sparks
Every step a softer sound
Of what we lost but never found
You believed without a doubt
But I never learned to let it out
And it’s always this silence
That screams the loudest in my mind
Every heartbeat, every whisper
Is a vow we left behind
We were more than time could sever
But now there’s only never
No one else…
Nothing else…
Only echoes, fading slow…
Still it’s always this silence
That tells me I was truly known
And though I walk with no direction
I feel the path I walked alone
We were more than dreams or feathers
But now there’s only never
The idea#
Distance without walls is a cruel geometry. The voice reaches through haze; nothing blocks the path, and still the other person stays far. What remains is the unsaid, echoing until silence itself starts to scream—louder, somehow, than any quarrel that might have settled the air.
Synthwave suits this ache: nocturnal chrome, a motor that keeps moving after the relationship has stalled. Trust was fire; now only sparks. “We were more than time could tether / But now there’s only never” lands like a verdict spoken in a car at 2 a.m., headlights on empty road.
There is a late, quieter twist: the same silence that torments also proves the speaker was once truly known. Grief, if that is what this is, keeps that knowledge like a bruise you press to remember it is real.
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