Arthur Bennett – Saturday in June | Acoustic Pop Ballad | Romantic & Relaxing Vibes

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I helped you pack your apartment on a Saturday in June
Your ex kept all the furniture, you got the books and spoons
You tried to joke about it, said you traveled light
But I saw you crying over a photo late that night
I didn't know what to say, we'd only known each other
Three weeks as coworkers, nothing like a lover
But something made me stay and help you tape those boxes shut
Something made me care about your broken trust

We loaded up my truck at dawn, drove across the state
You were moving back home, starting over, it was fate
That brought us together at the worst possible time
When you were healing and I was trying to find

Someone like you, broken but brave
Standing in the wreckage, learning how to save
Yourself from the past, from the hurt, from the lies
I fell in love watching you survive
This wasn't romance, this was real
Two people learning how to feel
Again, after everything fell apart
You taught me what it means to restart
(means to restart)

We kept in touch through texts, I drove to see you twice
Eight hours round trip, you said I was too nice
I wasn't being nice, I just wanted to be near
The girl who showed me strength looks a lot like fear
September came, you got a job back in the city
Closer to where I lived, said "don't think I'm being silly
But I missed having someone who actually sees me"
I said "move in with me" without thinking clearly

Too fast, too soon, everyone said we'd crash
But they didn't see you sorting through your past
Didn't see me helping you unpack those boxes slow
Didn't know that sometimes love just knows

You were broken but brave
I was lost but I stayed
Through the nightmares and the panic attacks at three AM
Through my own fears of letting someone in again
This wasn't romance, this was survival
Two people facing their own revival
Learning that love isn't always light
Sometimes it's holding on through the night

Now it's been two years since that Saturday in June
Since I helped you pack your life into my living room
You still have bad days, so do I
But we face them together and that's why
This works, this lasts, this feels like home
Not because it's perfect, but because we're not alone
In our mess, in our past, in our pain
We found each other in the pouring rain
(the pouring rain, yeah)

You were broken but brave
I was scared but I stayed
And somewhere in the healing we fell deep
Into this love we fought so hard to keep
It's not a fairy tale, it's better than that
It's real and messy and where we're at
Two people who refuse to give up
On this complicated love

Still have those moving boxes in the garage
(ooh, yeah)
Can't bring myself to throw them out
They remind me where we started
(whispered) And how far we've come

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Packing crates and silver spoons defined that Saturday in June, a bittersweet exodus from a life left in pieces. We were mere coworkers, barely a heartbeat in each other’s lives, yet I couldn't walk away from your quiet wreckage. Behind your jokes lay a grief that wept over old photos in the dark. Driving across states as the dawn broke, I realized I was falling for a girl learning to save herself.

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