u/SirThinksAlotz

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I hold your hand for just one more time?
I want to feel the warmth of your palm, the lines
that used to trace the map of our forever.
I want to memorize how perfectly your fingers fit between mine,
a final anchor before the tide pulls us apart,
reminding me that for a little while,
we held the whole world in our grip.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I hug you for one last time?
Let me hold you until our heartbeats intertwine
and beat as one for just a single moment more.
I want to press myself against the truth of you,
to feel the steady rhythm that used to mean home,
pretending the world isn't fracturing beneath our feet
as our chests rise and fall together, one last time.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I smell you for one last time?
I need to breathe in the familiar scent of you,
that beautiful, quiet blend of hope, safety, and pure happiness.
It’s the fragrance of a life we built but cannot keep,
and I want it to fill my lungs so deeply
that it lingers in my bones long after you’re gone,
a phantom warmth against the coming cold.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I listen to your voice for one last time?
Just say my name, low and soft, the way only you can.
Speak to me and calm this racing heart of mine,
let the sound of your words heal the broken things inside
even as we tear the fabric of us apart.
I need to store the melody of your laughter in my mind,
a lullaby for the quiet, empty nights ahead.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I look into your eyes for one last time?
Let me drown in the deep, familiar oceans of your gaze,
where we never needed words to understand each other.
I want to see the love that still lives there,
even through the mist of our shared tears,
so I can carry the truest version of us in my memory-
unbroken, beautiful, and fiercely ours.

I know I have to let you go, baby.
I understand that the road ends here, and I am letting go.
My hands are dropping to my sides. My arms are empty.
But as I turn to walk away into the quiet,
the absolute worst part of this love is knowing
that if you called out to me right now,
if you asked for just one more time,
I would shatter my own soul into pieces,
and turn back to you in a heartbeat.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I hold your hand for just one more time?
I want to feel the warmth of your palm, the lines
that used to trace the map of our forever.
I want to memorize how perfectly your fingers fit between mine,
a final anchor before the tide pulls us apart,
reminding me that for a little while,
we held the whole world in our grip.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I hug you for one last time?
Let me hold you until our heartbeats intertwine
and beat as one for just a single moment more.
I want to press myself against the truth of you,
to feel the steady rhythm that used to mean home,
pretending the world isn't fracturing beneath our feet
as our chests rise and fall together, one last time.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I smell you for one last time?
I need to breathe in the familiar scent of you-
that beautiful, quiet blend of hope, safety, and pure happiness.
It’s the fragrance of a life we built but cannot keep,
and I want it to fill my lungs so deeply
that it lingers in my bones long after you’re gone,
a phantom warmth against the coming cold.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I listen to your voice for one last time?
Just say my name, low and soft, the way only you can.
Speak to me and calm this racing heart of mine,
let the sound of your words heal the broken things inside
even as we tear the fabric of us apart.
I need to store the melody of your laughter in my mind,
a lullaby for the quiet, empty nights ahead.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I look into your eyes for one last time?
Let me drown in the deep, familiar oceans of your gaze,
where we never needed words to understand each other.
I want to see the love that still lives there,
even through the mist of our shared tears,
so I can carry the truest version of us in my memory-
unbroken, beautiful, and fiercely ours.

I know I have to let you go, baby.
I understand that the road ends here, and I am letting go.
My hands are dropping to my sides. My arms are empty.
But as I turn to walk away into the quiet,
the absolute worst part of this love is knowing
that if you called out to me right now,
if you asked for just one more time,
I would shatter my own soul into pieces,
and turn back to you in a heartbeat.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I hold your hand for just one more time?
I want to feel the warmth of your palm, the lines
that used to trace the map of our forever.
I want to memorize how perfectly your fingers fit between mine,
a final anchor before the tide pulls us apart,
reminding me that for a little while,
we held the whole world in our grip.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I hug you for one last time?
Let me hold you until our heartbeats intertwine
and beat as one for just a single moment more.
I want to press myself against the truth of you,
to feel the steady rhythm that used to mean home,
pretending the world isn't fracturing beneath our feet
as our chests rise and fall together, one last time.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I smell you for one last time?
I need to breathe in the familiar scent of you-
that beautiful, quiet blend of hope, safety, and pure happiness.
It’s the fragrance of a life we built but cannot keep,
and I want it to fill my lungs so deeply
that it lingers in my bones long after you’re gone,
a phantom warmth against the coming cold.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I listen to your voice for one last time?
Just say my name, low and soft, the way only you can.
Speak to me and calm this racing heart of mine,
let the sound of your words heal the broken things inside
even as we tear the fabric of us apart.
I need to store the melody of your laughter in my mind,
a lullaby for the quiet, empty nights ahead.

I know I have to let you go, baby,
but can I look into your eyes for one last time?
Let me drown in the deep, familiar oceans of your gaze,
where we never needed words to understand each other.
I want to see the love that still lives there,
even through the mist of our shared tears,
so I can carry the truest version of us in my memory-
unbroken, beautiful, and fiercely ours.

I know I have to let you go, baby.
I understand that the road ends here, and I am letting go.
My hands are dropping to my sides. My arms are empty.
But as I turn to walk away into the quiet,
the absolute worst part of this love is knowing
that if you called out to me right now,
if you asked for just one more time,
I would shatter my own soul into pieces,
and turn back to you in a heartbeat.