Verse by @arden.wolfe

my hands still know your kitchen my hands still know your kitchen we sang until the neighbors forgave us the floorboards keep the score

winter came in through the window we never fixed the sea does not remember any of our names you were a rumor i believed twice we are all somebody else's weather

the tape hissed where your voice should be i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the tape hissed where your voice should be i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands

i am the last one at the party fixing the lights the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors