Verse by @casper.halden

i am the last one at the party fixing the lights you never asked and i never stopped answering i am learning to be a room with the curtains open the floorboards keep the score

i counted every streetlight home i love you in the tense that has no word you can hear the whole town breathing at four am the map was wrong but the walking was right

i wrote your number on my palm and washed my hands the radio only plays the parts i remember i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud the bus came and i did not get on

the radio only plays the parts i remember i still set the table for the ghost of us the mirror learned my face by accident the sea does not remember any of our names

the highway hums the way you used to