Verse by @june.parade

i left the door unlocked for a season you never asked and i never stopped answering i love you in the tense that has no word the floorboards keep the score

i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand winter came in through the window we never fixed your laugh survives in the hallway i am the last one at the party fixing the lights

i buried the argument in the yard you can hear the whole town breathing at four am winter came in through the window we never fixed we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast

i am the last one at the party fixing the lights i wore your city like a borrowed coat i speak to the version of you that listens