Walk Away Whole

[ Lyrics ]

Walk away whole — no pieces to mend.

Walk away whole — yeah, I’m good, I’m gone.

Folded the shirt you said I could keep,
smelled like your cologne, now it smells like sleep.
No anger in my chest, just a quiet hum,
like the AC on low when the morning comes.
Took the mug with the chip, the book half-read,
left the playlist named 'us' — I don't need it, instead
I cleared my drawers like I cleared my head,
no drama, no tears, just a note on the bed.

Said 'I hope you’re fine, no, I’m not half-broken,'
'this was a soft place, but I was just pokin’
a hole in the silence you never would fill —
I mistook your hands for a healing thrill.'

Walk away whole — no pieces to mend.
Not broken, just bent, and I made it right back again.
Walk away whole — no ghosts in my wake,
no promises made that I couldn’t retake.

Whole — not in spite of the fall,
but because I now know when to walk through the door,
and close it behind me.

Saw your text last night — 'you feelin’ okay?'
I sipped my tea, let the sun start the day.
Didn’t reply, not to punish or hide,
just 'cause the chapter was over, and my soul had to rise.
You were a rhythm when my heart lost the beat,
but I don’t need that kind of warmth to feel complete.
Backboard don’t love you — it just holds the frame,
I was the dream in a rented-out space.

So I thank you, silently, for the nights and the heat,
for reminding me I still know how to feel, how to breathe.
But breath ain’t connection, and fire ain’t home —
I was chasing an ember that burned on its own.

Walk away whole — no pieces to mend.
Not broken, just bent, and I made it right back again.
Walk away whole — no ghosts in my wake,
no promises made that I couldn’t retake.

Whole — not in spite of the fall,
but because I now know when to walk through the door,
and close it behind me.

No scars worth naming, no songs left unsung,
just a quiet release, like a breath I’d been strung.
I don’t hate you — I don’t even miss you.
Just the version of me that I almost just kissed.

Walk away whole — no pieces to mend.
Not broken, just bent, and I made it right back again.
Walk away whole — no debts left to pay,
no roles that I couldn’t walk out of today.

Whole — not because you let go,
but 'cause I chose the light, chose the slow, chose the truth I now know.
And I closed it behind me.

Walk away whole…

No pieces… no pain…

Just me… and LA morning rain…