Galaxies in the Dark

[Intro] In the quiet of a room that knows my flaws, I speak softly to the night [Verse 1] I broke the trust we swore would hold, a fracture in the bright of us Galaxies spill from my hands, and I can’t mend them with a sigh or rush I wander through the quiet hurt, tracing your name in constellations gone dim If apologies were stars, I’d fill the sky, but I’m still here, and you’re still him [Pre-Chorus] I’m not asking for forgiveness quick, just a chance to tell the truth To own the misstep, to learn your rhythm back, to hear the honest you [Chorus] I’m down on my knees in the dark, longing to understand To find the thread that once connected us, to hold your damaged hand I vow to mend the spark we lost, to be less cruel, more brave I’m here with a fragile heart, begging you to stay, not drift away [Verse 2] The night keeps a ledger of my errors, each page a whispered, mournful plea I study my own reflection, wondering where I forgot how to be free If loss is a map, I’m tracing lines back to you, to the warmth we wore Let me repair what I shattered, restore what we were dreaming for [Pre-Chorus] I’m not asking for perfect words, just honesty that stays true To show I’ve learned the gravity of us, and I’m choosing you anew [Chorus] I’m down on my knees in the dark, longing to understand To find the thread that once connected us, to hold your damaged hand I vow to mend the spark we lost, to be less cruel, more brave I’m here with a fragile heart, begging you to stay, not drift away [Bridge] If you need the universe to turn, I’ll be the quiet comet near your side I’ll witness every sorrow, every breath you take, and choose to abide [Chorus] I’m down on my knees in the dark, longing to understand To find the thread that once connected us, to hold your damaged hand I vow to mend the spark we lost, to be less cruel, more brave I’m here with a fragile heart, begging you to stay, not drift away [Outro] Let me learn your pace again, let me be the softer light you need Together we could rewrite the night, till longing speaks and heals the seed