She left in the morning, her stuff by the door
Said she needed answers she couldn't find here anymore
I watched her walk out to the taxi in the rain
Her shadow on the sidewalk, a memory I can't explain

She promised she'd call when she found her way
But the days turned to weeks, and my hope slipped away

I'm still waiting, night after night
In the quiet where we lost the fight
No more dreams, no path ahead
Just the sound of what we left unsaid
Your name still echoes down these halls
A voice that stirs but never calls

Her study book is open on the chair she used to claim
A coffee cup sits cold, untouched, beside her name
I replay the last words she whispered at the door
"Don't wait up for me," but I wait a little more

I keep her letters in a drawer, read them when I can't sleep
Her handwriting's fading, but the promise runs deep

I'm still waiting, night after night
In the quiet where we lost the fight
No more dreams, no path ahead
Just the sound of what we left unsaid
Your name still echoes down these halls
A voice that stirs but never calls

Maybe she's found what she was looking for
Maybe she's standing at some distant shore
But I keep the porch light burning bright
For the chance she'll come home tonight

I'm still waiting, but the dawn breaks through
The world keeps turning, but I can't move
I whisper goodbye to the dreams I defend
Sometimes a story just has to end
I'm still waiting, but I see
It's time to set her memory free
The story closes, the night is gone
I'm still waiting,
But she's moved on