The story
She keeps the door open while he keeps falling short.
She stands in a kitchen full of little disappointments, staring at the jeans on the chair and the missed call lighting up his phone. He comes home with excuses and a worn-down grin, but her silence says what the room already knows: love is not the same as enough, and she has started counting the ways he comes up short.
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Lyrics
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