James Bay | - Us (lyrics)

Outside, the rain began to slick the pavement, but inside the booth, the air felt a little lighter. They weren't just surviving the noise anymore; they were finding the melody again.

He reached across the table, his fingers brushing hers. "I saw a picture today," he said. "From that first summer in the van. We didn't have a cent, but we had that view of the coast." James Bay - Us (Lyrics)

The tension in Maya’s shoulders didn't disappear, but it shifted. She leaned forward, resting her forehead against his. In the middle of a city that never stopped moving, for one minute, they did. It wasn't a fix—it was a choice. A choice to keep believing in the ghosts of the people they used to be until they became them again. Outside, the rain began to slick the pavement,

Maya finally looked up. Her eyes were glassy, reflecting the flickering "Open" sign. "We were so sure then." "I saw a picture today," he said