Page 64 of New Year's Faye

Fuck.

The opening chords felt different under stadium lights. More exposed. More real.

Fuck. Here we go.

"Early morning coffee runs

Late night sound checks

You've got the world on your shoulders

And I've got you on my mind

The way you scrunch your nose at my jokes

How you know just when I need

A gentle word, a quiet moment

Maybe that's enough…”

I closed my eyes, letting the melody carry me. Letting years of quiet love pour into every note.

"Maybe it's enough to love you from the wings

While you orchestrate everything

Maybe it's enough to catch you when you fall

Though you never fall at all

Maybe it's enough to know your perfect pace

To match your steps in this dance we face

Maybe loving you in silence

Maybe that's enough.”

Justice's harmony wrapped around the chorus, supporting but never overshadowing. Radley and Felix joined in, adding to and building the song. The crowd swayed, phone lights creating a sea of stars.

But I wasn't singing for them. I was singing for the woman who had my heart wrapped in her fist.

“You count breaths between disasters

I count moments till you smile

You're arranging all our chaos

Into neat and perfect rows

And I'm collecting all these seconds

Like photographs I'll never show

Of how you look when you're unguarded

When your walls are running low.”

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