Verse by @saoirse.grain

you never asked and i never stopped answering the birds do not know we broke up every train sounds like leaving from here somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried

you left your jacket on the chair like a promise the moon is a coin i cannot spend the sky was the color of an unopened letter you can hear the whole town breathing at four am

i keep the receipts of everything i felt i keep the porch light on for nobody the tape hissed where your voice should be the map was wrong but the walking was right