Verse by @moth.lamp

i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the sky was the color of an unopened letter every train sounds like leaving from here your laugh survives in the hallway

you never asked and i never stopped answering your laugh survives in the hallway the dog still waits by the door at six we made a home out of almost

the kettle screams and i let it the sky was the color of an unopened letter the tape hissed where your voice should be your laugh survives in the hallway

there is a version of us that stayed i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors we sang until the neighbors forgave us

i love you in the tense that has no word i saved the last cigarette for a braver night i counted every streetlight home the radio only plays the parts i remember

we were young and the light was cheap i am the last one at the party fixing the lights we are all somebody else's weather