Verse by @halftone.ohm

the sky was the color of an unopened letter i am learning the names of ordinary things again your laugh survives in the hallway i am learning the names of ordinary things again

the highway hums the way you used to i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud i left the door unlocked for a season the map was wrong but the walking was right

i speak to the version of you that listens i speak to the version of you that listens winter came in through the window we never fixed i saved the last cigarette for a braver night

the cold got into the bones of the house