Take me back to the night we met because that was the last time everything felt untouched. [music] The last time my heart wasn't carrying the weight of you. I replay it more than I should.
The way you smiled like you had no idea what you were about to become to me. The way time slowed down for just a second. Almost like the universe was whispering, "Pay [music] attention.
This moment is going to matter someday. " And I swear I didn't know it then. I didn't know how deeply that night would root itself into my memory.
how it [music] would become the bookmark I keep flipping back to, even when I'm trying so hard to move forward. Back then, everything felt light, pure, hopeful, like life was finally giving [music] me something soft to hold on to. I didn't know that softness would one day turn into something that hurts to remember.
Because now, now I'm just learning to live with the ghost of you. [music] You're not here. You're not gone.
You just exist in every place my mind wanders when [music] it's tired. I see you in strangers mannerisms, in songs that randomly come on, in the [music] silence of my room when it's too late to pretend I'm okay. It's the little things that get me.
The way a random memory will hit me out of nowhere, like the universe is trying to remind me of something I've been trying to forget. I'll hear a laugh that sounds like [music] yours or a phrase you used to say, and suddenly I'm right back in that moment, standing next [music] to the version of me who still had you. The worst part, I don't know how to move on.
Not really. People tell me time heals, [music] but all time has done is make the memory sharper, clearer, more painful in a way I didn't expect. I don't need forever with you.
I don't need a perfect ending. [music] Sometimes I just wish I could go back to the before. Before I knew what it felt like to miss someone who is still alive, just not mine.
Before I learned how heavy memories can feel when they become the only place someone still exists. Take me back to the night we met.
