Verse by @isla.marren

we are all somebody else's weather i put the whole year in one suitcase i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud i wore your city like a borrowed coat

the mirror learned my face by accident you were a rumor i believed twice i keep the receipts of everything i felt i put the whole year in one suitcase

your laugh survives in the hallway the highway hums the way you used to i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet the lemon tree outlived the marriage