اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Your voice was a thread that held me still
A thread so thin it slipped my will
I stitched my heart to the sound of you
Now it frays
And I break
In your quiet goodbye
The world turned small
Like a breath that won't fall
In your quiet goodbye
I was nothing at all
Your eyes wrote novels I couldn't read
A language lost to my every need
The plot was a knife
The end was cruel
You looked
And I unraveled
In your quiet goodbye
The stars lost their flame
And I forgot my name
In your quiet goodbye
I was nothing the same
