You're Proof
You left like a door that never learned how to close quietly just slammed echoing through rooms I didn't know were hollow
There are still two coffee cups in the sink one stained with your lipstick one with the habit of waiting
I tried to wash them both but mine kept filling back up with things I didn't say when it mattered
You said we were fire but you mean the kind that eats houses not the kind that keeps them warm
And now I walk through the ashes kicking at memories like broken glass telling myself not to bleed over something already dead
Funny how love leaves fingerprints even after it steals everything rth holding
I keep finding you in stupid places songs I hate streets I avoid the way silence sounds just before it turns cruel
You were never mine, were you? just a beautiful interruption that overstayed and rewrote the ending
Now I'm left holding the wreckage of what we almost were whispering to no one in particular
You're proof that nothing good ever lasts