Sing It Slow Together

I learned how silence can echo. Louder than a room full of sound.

Every goodbye left a shadow. Every promise broke on the ground. I thought strength

meant standing alone. I've worn my past like a jacket, too

heavy to take overnight. Every wrong turn kept asking if I'd ever

get it right. I carried a lot I never said out loud. Funny how broken

pieces still find where they belong. Like two tired hearts

finally landing in the same song. I sang through

cracks in the ceiling. Tried to outrun the ache. Every note was