In My Quiet – The Unforgotten
The day ends, and somehow I still think of you.
I don’t know why I keep doing it,
but every quiet moment seems to bring you back.
There are things I never said,
and maybe that’s why letting you go has been so hard.
When night comes, I miss you a little more.
I remember your voice, the way you made me feel,
and all those small moments I thought I’d never forget.
I wish I could say I don’t care anymore,
but I’d be lying.
I don’t know what this feeling is supposed to be called.
I only know that I still carry you with me,
even on days when I try not to.
Maybe one day I’ll finally learn how to let you go,
but tonight, if I’m honest,
I still wish you were here.
Cosmic Casanova 