Verse by @june.parade

the bus came and i did not get on the lemon tree outlived the marriage i am the last one at the party fixing the lights somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried

every train sounds like leaving from here i love you in the tense that has no word we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast i am the last one at the party fixing the lights

i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i speak to the version of you that listens the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays i left the door unlocked for a season