The seesaw teetered under the weight of love and hate. She sat on one end, he on the other, the air between them thick with things left unsaid.

Up. A lingering touch. A whispered apology. The warmth of something that once felt like home.

Down. A cruel word. A shattered promise. The weight of all the ways they had broken each other.

The trees twisted around them, gnarled and endless. The path out had long since vanished, swallowed by the dark.

She pushed higher. He sank lower. The rusted bolts screeched, as if the seesaw itself wanted to end this cruel rhythm.

One shift. One moment. She could let go.

Let him fall.

Let herself rise.

But instead, the seesaw creaked on, repeating an endless motion of a love that refused to die.

Lyrics:

Tonight we speak about,
all the things we said.
Tonight we sing about
all the things we said.

I wanna speak to you,
I wanna touch your life,
direct my heart to you,
make with you my life.

Hiding in plain sight.
Dreaming that I can.
I don't think matters to me.

I like to say a word.
That makes you understand.
There is nothing else in my life.
Then leaving you alone.

I want you to realize,
that I'm alright.
I want you to complete,
and leave by the door.

Flying, I'll be flying when you leave.
Flying, as you scream and shout.
Flying, living life at large.

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