Verse by @dustline.rio

i put the whole year in one suitcase i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet we made a home out of almost

i am practicing being the kind of quiet you can stand the church bell is just a bell on tuesdays i keep the porch light on for nobody winter came in through the window we never fixed

the calendar keeps making promises i buried the argument in the yard the wallpaper remembers the wrong colors your laugh survives in the hallway

the lemon tree outlived the marriage we sang until the neighbors forgave us nothing holy ever asked for my name i wore your city like a borrowed coat

winter came in through the window we never fixed i left the door unlocked for a season i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud

the tape hissed where your voice should be