Title: "Both Kinds of Full"

Title: "Both Kinds of Full" [Verse 1 – For Two] We split the last orange Seeds scattered on the plate You laughed at my sticky fingers Said love's always a little messy this way I don't need to prove it's real It's just there in the quiet hours Two cups on the counter One sink, two sets of flowers [Verse 2 – For One] And some nights the table's just me Candle lit, no second chair I hum along to the radio No one else to impress or to care I don't feel the weight of waiting There's no empty space to fill Just the rhythm of my own breath Slow and perfectly still [Pre-Chorus – Both] And both are full Just different shapes of home One is a fire, one is a quiet glow Neither one is halfway Neither one's alone [Chorus – Both] Two can be a symphony One can be a song Both can dance beneath the moon Both can sing along You don't need another to be seen You don't need a vow to be true Love's not a scoreboard, not a race It's just whatever carries you [Verse 3 – For Two] We fight sometimes, we make up slow We learn the shape of each other's silence Not because we have to But because we chose this quiet kindness [Verse 4 – For One] And I choose my own adventures Book the ticket, pack the case No one to ask, no one to answer Just the open road and my own pace [Pre-Chorus – Both] And both are full Just different kinds of brave One is a promise kept One is a self I saved Neither one is waiting Neither one's in need Just two ways of planting Two ways of growing seeds [Chorus – Both] Two can be a symphony One can be a song Both can dance beneath the moon Both can sing along You don't need another to be seen You don't need a vow to be true Love's not a scoreboard, not a race It's just whatever carries you [Bridge] Maybe you're someone's harbor Maybe you're your own shore Maybe love came easy Maybe you chose to want it more But no version is a placeholder No path is just a phase We're all just walking toward the light In our separate, beautiful ways [Final Chorus] Two can be a lifetime One can be complete Both can feel the morning sun Warm against their feet You don't need a ring to be worthy Don't need a plus-one to belong Love is not a math problem It's just learning to be strong In whatever shape you're in [Outro] So here's to the couples And here's to the free Both kinds of love Both kinds of me Mmm, both kinds of full Both kinds of whole