The coffee stains the paper
Your note curves at the edge
The sunlight cuts in vapor
Across our quiet pledge Letters on the counter stay
Your
mornings
drift away
Your handwriting still knows
Silence goes
The cup beside
the letter
Still hums with borrowed heat You always wrote it better
Than words could dare repeat Letters on the counter stay
The page breathes soft and slow
As if it wants to know
If love was ever bound By what we left around
Your mornings
drift away
Your handwriting still knows
Well, every silence goes
Steam folds into the day
