Verse by @arden.wolfe

we were young and the light was cheap your laugh survives in the hallway the map was wrong but the walking was right the field went gold then went to sleep

summer left its fingerprints on the glass the dog still waits by the door at six i still set the table for the ghost of us we are all somebody else's weather

i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud i counted every streetlight home i am learning to be a room with the curtains open i keep the receipts of everything i felt

i left the door unlocked for a season the river takes what it is offered the floorboards keep the score the sky was the color of an unopened letter

we made a home out of almost there is honey in the bottom of the bad years we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast the sea does not remember any of our names

i love you in the tense that has no word the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays you were a rumor i believed twice