All I wanted were the things we’ll never build,
I craved the pieces of you that I can’t fill.
As Adrian began the chorus, the melody darkened, rising with a raw intensity, his fingers weaving through the chords like he was conjuring something sacred and unbreakable. Logan’s breath caught, seized by the realization that every word, every note, was a message meant for him. The lyrics spoke his name in unspoken syllables, unraveling memories and emotions he had buried so deep they’d nearly disappeared.
His chest tightened, an ache blooming and radiating through his body, paralyzing him with longing and guilt. Tremors spread from his fingertips to his spine, anchoring him to the spot as Adrian’s voice climbed higher, unwavering, his gaze distant yet piercing. Logan felt exposed, like Adrian could see him right there, falling apart in the shadows of a life he never wanted.
And I called your name, but the winds stole it away,
Can you hear my silent cries, drifting through the waves?
Be my lifesaver, and I’ll be yours,
We’ll weather the storms that crash on distant shores.
We’ll find safe harbors where the winds are still,
And wait till the waves are gone, till our hearts can heal.
Be my lifesaver, and I’ll be yours,
Together we’ll stand through the tempest’s roar,
We’ll find the shore where the storms can’t find,
I’ll keep you safe, through the tides unwind.
We’ll trace our path from the heart of the deepest blue.
He couldn’t look away, couldn’t move, trapped in the bittersweet agony of the song’s embrace, feeling every word echo the love he had lost, and the man he still was somewhere underneath it all.
Your eyes burned through me, lighting up the dark,
They still haunt the quietest nights I’ve ever known,
In your smile, the world was whole and true,
You stole the dark, but when you left, it’s all that lingered.
I spent hours beneath the ocean’s grace,
Dove to the depths in search of you,
Sank into the ocean’s heart but couldn’t find you.
In the abyss, my heart yearns for you,
In every crowd, I long to see your face,
And the sound of your voice still echoes the same,
It haunts my soul and will do it until my last breath.
Logan wiped his eyes, though it was hopeless; the tears kept spilling over, blurring the screen as Adrian’s voice filled his head and existence. Every word felt like it was meant for him alone—a confession, a plea, a memory spun into song, and a swell of anger rose in him that this private moment was shared with strangers online. Adrian was singing to him, his voice reaching through the distance and the silence that had grown between them.
When Adrian reached the chorus again, the words changed and his voice was gentler, rawer, as if he, too, was struggling to keep his voice steady.The words struck Logan harder now, and his resolve shattered. His hands shook as he set the phone down on his lap, burying his face in his hands, his shoulders wracked with sobs that had been waiting, so long, to be released. He cried like a child, undone, as Adrian’s voice wrapped around him, pouring every lost promise and unspoken regret back into his heart.
I draw each breath only to offer it to you,
