Verse by @harper.slate

i keep the receipts of everything i felt the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath i speak to the version of you that listens you can hear the whole town breathing at four am

the streetlamp buzzed like a held breath we made a home out of almost the river takes what it is offered the dog still waits by the door at six

the bus came and i did not get on the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors you never asked and i never stopped answering the lemon tree outlived the marriage

i keep apologizing to furniture i love you in the tense that has no word the calendar keeps making promises