Verse by @sunny.delacroix

i am learning to be a room with the curtains open the birds do not know we broke up your laugh survives in the hallway i keep the porch light on for nobody

i left the door unlocked for a season i speak to the version of you that listens i put my grief in a drawer with the batteries the birds do not know we broke up

the floorboards keep the score i left the door unlocked for a season i still set the table for the ghost of us the river takes what it is offered

you never asked and i never stopped answering the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors