Whispers

In the dark, we knew it couldn't last

But there was something in the shadows we cast

And the whispers we heard

They told me, "Hold on until it's over"

So I dressed myself for a long, long fall

Then let go gracefully to leap from my walls

In the light, we saw things we could be

But something in shadows slowly creeped

And the whispers we heard

They told you, "Let go, before it's over"

So you looked to see how far I fell

And became overwhelmed by a storm of guilt

When we realized I landed by myself

In the remnants of everything I felt

The shadows whispered to you and they whispered to me

And in the same sentence, we heard the words differently

Unready

"I'm not ready to let go"

Of your hands, of your grip

Of your kiss on my lips

Of long silences and small talks

Of winter rides,

And summer walks

I'm not ready to let go

Of loving you

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"I'm not ready to let go"

Of my past,

Of a belief that good doesn't last

Of the shadows I've cast

On the walls that I've built

Of walking on stilts

I'm not ready to let go

Enough to love you