Static Silence

It’s a fragile state,

the moment the flame retreats Scared of the exit,

the rhythm of the empty streets And it deepens,

the weight when the bond is finally cut

I watch you drifting,

the doors are finally shut.

To be honest, it had a light while it remained But I’ll

navigate the quiet, the feeling is contained.

This isn't the first time,

the patterns start to show

We know the ending,

the way the currents go.

You’ll find your comfort with others,

I’ll find a jagged shore

I’ll want to reach out,

but you’ll lock the heavy door.

I’ll see you in the crowd,

you’ll look the other way I’ll mourn the memory,

c'est comme ça, the price we pay.

I don’t want the tracking,

the ghost of where you roam

If you’re at our haunt,

the place that was once a home.

You shouldn't have to vanish just because I occupy the room

But we understand the tether,

we understand the gloom.

It’s always the same,

the sequence is refined

The ghost of the connection,

forever left behind.

Every spark has the same inevitable end.

Chaque flamme finit par s'éteindre,

mon ami, mon amant.

I stopped the questioning.

J'ai arrêté de demander pourquoi.

That’s how it goes.

C'est ainsi.

100% Tiguidou.

The cycle is closed.

The entropy is complete.