The bell above the door clicks twice
A sound too soft for second tries
Cold shelves line up like sleeping thoughts
Each aisle shaped by things I've lost
No one calls my name in here
But I return year after year
This place forgets,
it knows my pace A quiet hum awaiting space
A freezer hums,
the air stands still Behind the glass,
the warmth I feel
A price tag swings without the wind Much like a start
I didn't begin
No one calls my name in here But I return year after year
This place forgets,
it knows my pace A quiet hum awaiting space
Nothing's open past the heart Except this door and falling apart
I trace the dust around my shoe The floor reflects a me I knew
I didn't shop,
I didn't speak Just stayed to breathe in something weak
No
one calls my name in here But I return year after year
This place forgets, it knows my pace A quiet hum
awaiting space
When the light begins to shift I leave without the things I missed