Your Name in Chains

Some wounds don't bleed out loud. They echo. This song is about growing up inside a love that didn't know how to hold you without breaking you. It's about the silence you were handed and the voice you had to build from scratch. It's about forgiving someone who never asked for it, and still carrying their name like a scar you've learned to call your own. "You Call It Love" is not a hate letter. It's something harder than that. It's the moment you finally look at the person who shaped you and say — I see what you did, I see why you did it, and I'm still here. Still standing. Still singing. This one took a long time to write because it took a long time to feel safe enough to say it. If you grew up being told your emotions were too much, your voice was too loud, your pain was inconvenient — this is for you. If you were handed someone else's fear and told it was love — this is for you. If you've ever forgiven someone and still felt the ghost of them rattling around inside your chest at 2am — yeah. This is for you. The bridge says it all. You made me the storm, then cursed the child. That line sat in my notes for two years before I knew what song it belonged to. Now I know. Still your boy. Still my flame. Still figuring out where you end and I begin. Turn it up. Let it hit. And if it finds you somewhere tender, just know you're not alone in that place. Leave a comment. Tell me what this brought up for you. I read every single one.