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The story — in my words

I wrote this late one Tuesday when the air in the room felt heavy with things left unsaid. For a long time, I was the kind of person who treated silence like a fire that needed to be put out—I thought if we weren't talking, we were breaking. This song was my realization that my partner's love wasn't in their speeches, but in the way they remembered how I took my coffee or how they’d straighten my collar without a word. We cut this in a small studio with the lights low to keep that intimacy intact. It’s a confession that I don’t need a polished version of them; I just need the person who’s already there, unfinished and real. It’s about learning to sit in the quiet without feeling like you’re disappearing.