Seamed Silence

[Verse 1]
Your voice, a phantom stitch in midnight's heavy cloth
I trace its frayed edge, pulling back from all that's lost.
The hum of the phone, a low, electric prayer
A quiet addiction, breathing in your air.

[Chorus]
Just your voice, a shadow-stitch, in the quiet dark
Replaying the cadence, leaving its distinct mark.
A whispered 'hello,' a promise held too tight
My own fragile heirloom, stolen from the light.

[Verse 2]
My hands remember stories, etched in olive oil and sand
Two years unspooled, a ribbon from a distant, fabled land.
That timbre, a terroir held, in a breath I can’t unwind
A precious unraveling, leaving sense behind.

[Chorus]
Just your voice, a shadow-stitch, in the quiet dark
Replaying the cadence, leaving its distinct mark.
A whispered 'hello,' a promise held too tight
My own fragile heirloom, stolen from the light.

[Bridge]
They say to mend the fabric, cut the loose threads clean
But this quiet knot you left me, holds a truth unseen.
A defiant tapestry, woven in the deep
Where only stolen whispers, my shadowed secrets keep.

[Outro]
Still your voice, a seam in time, binding me to you, just mine.