Second Chance

Baby, can we talk for a minute? I’m twisted within it,

the timing is critical, but I can’t keep it hidden, I admit it,

this feelin’ been sittin’ in silence, divided and livin’

between what we had and the damage that’s silently given.

I ain’t pretendin’ I’m fine when the mind’s in collision,

‘cause lately it’s feelin’ like both of us fightin’ forgiveness,

like distance is scripted to break every bond that we’ve written,

and love’s in the prison of pride with no chance of remission.

I’m hopin’ you don’t hate me for speakin’ it straight from the chest,

but silence been louder than words that we never expressed,

remember the moments when life felt like heaven at best?

Now it’s stress on the breath, every text feels depressed.

I want it restored — not a gimmick, not fake or pretend it,

just two broken pieces alignin’ and tryin’ to mend it,

start from the ashes, no mask, no defensive resentence,

just truth in the message we send when we finally send it.

Let’s give it another chance — I miss how we vibed in the light,

how even the silence between us was feelin’ just right,

now I’m lost in the night, tryna write what I might

say to bring back the fire we buried in fight after fight.

And I apologize for the distance, the friction, the shift,

all the little decisions that drifted and fractured the gift,

we let it all pile in the quiet ‘til it started to slip,

now we both standin’ in ruins of what used to uplift.

We gotta talk through the damage, no vanishin’, no walkin’ away,

‘cause every step further apart is a cost we both pay,

communication’s the key, but it rusted with pain,

and I don’t wanna lose what we built in its innocent state.

Otherwise what are we doin’, just stallin’ in time?

Watchin’ love turn to memory stuck outta rhyme,

hands tied in emotion, both losin’ the climb

to the version of us that once felt so divine.

I know we ain’t flawless, but flaw was the start of it all,

we were learnin’ each other before we started to fall,

and at one point we were gravity — breakin’ every wall,

now we barely recognize what we once used to call.

So hear me in pieces, I’m reachin’ through fractured expression,

tryin’ to fix what was broken by pride and regression,

we don’t gotta rush to the end of the lesson,

just don’t let this be our forever confession.