Verse by @halftone.ohm

the birds do not know we broke up nothing holy ever asked for my name i put the whole year in one suitcase the mirror learned my face by accident

you never asked and i never stopped answering the radio only plays the parts i remember the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand

i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays you were a rumor i believed twice my mother taught me how to fold a grudge

we made a home out of almost the map was wrong but the walking was right the sky was the color of an unopened letter the field went gold then went to sleep

the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays i love you in the tense that has no word i keep the porch light on for nobody my mother taught me how to fold a grudge

i keep apologizing to furniture