Walking past the places where we used to glow,
Photos in my pocket, but they won’t let go.
Shadows of your laughter linger in the wind,
Finding peace in memories of the love we’d sinned.

Every street we walked feels colder in the light,
A symphony of silence, everything’s contrary to bright.
Told myself I'd find a way to mend this heart of mine,
Or build a boat from heartache just to sail through the grime.

In the fragments of us, echoes calling my name,
Crying in the night, yet this love feels the same.
A rollercoaster riding through the highs and lows,
Healing takes a while, but the heart always knows.

Through rainy dares and midnight’s tender truths,
Searching through the fog for shades of youth.
I gather all this heartache, mixing with my art,
Learning how to love again while piecing every part.

Candid conversations turn to restless thoughts,
Hours spent reminiscing, in dreams, I’m caught.
We built a tower of wishes, now it crumbles down,
Navigating nightfall as I walk through the town.

In the fragments of us, echoes calling my name,
Crying in the night, yet this love feels the same.
A rollercoaster riding through the highs and lows,
Healing takes a while, but the heart always knows.

Left with photographs and silent soundtracks,
Finding strength in the ruins as we lay out the tracks.
With every passing heartbeat, we’ll write a new phase,
Nothing's ever broken if it paves a new way.

We’ll build a bridge on everything we lost,
Every stone of pain reflects the gain, no matter the cost.

Fragments of us, remnants of who we’ve been,
In every step forgotten, there's a beauty in the keen.
Together in our stories, we'll improvise the song,
In the fragments of us, we’ll always belong.