Stay

The words revolve around that very ‘almost said’ that got stuck in my throat and never came out. Instead of conversation, there is silence; instead of reconciliation, there is a timid fantasy about how easy it would be to wake up next to someone and forget all the cracks for a while. There is tenderness, awkwardness, and that strange feeling when the past seems to be over, but still lingers, nudging you and reminding you of itself in the most mundane details. The music turns this into a quiet but persistent desire to return to the beginning once more.