The story
He says less than he needs to, and it keeps costing him.
He stands in the middle of what should be a simple conversation, holding back the words that would stop the hurt before it hardens. Every pause lands heavier than the last, until the silence between them becomes its own kind of answer. By the time he reaches for something to say, the moment has already slipped through his hands.
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Lyrics
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