Verse by @indigo.varn

every train sounds like leaving from here we drank the cheap thing and called it a feast your laugh survives in the hallway we made a home out of almost

i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud i left the door unlocked for a season you can hear the whole town breathing at four am you left your jacket on the chair like a promise

i still set the table for the ghost of us you never asked and i never stopped answering your laugh survives in the hallway the sea does not remember any of our names

i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the moon is a coin i cannot spend i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the floorboards keep the score

the mirror learned my face by accident i am learning to be a room with the curtains open i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet somewhere a phone rings and nobody is worried

i buried the argument in the yard there is a version of us that stayed i still set the table for the ghost of us