He packed a bag left in the rain
Told himself she'd do the same
Drove past streets they once called home
Pretending silence meant alone
She poured the wine, turned off her phone
Watch reruns feeling overgrown She laughed too loud,
cried too soft
Rewound the night they both got lost She says he meant well
He says she could tell
So they
talk in third person Like none of this is her then
Say he did and she tried
As if it helps to lie
He kept the tracks but skipped her song Said he knew it all along
Still hums her name in different keys As if that brings him peace
She wore his shirt then gave it back
Kept the scent but lost the track
Typed the text,
she won't resend Still reads it like it's not the end
You said you meant
Same story,
different lens
So we talk in third person Like we're just rehearsing
Say he hurts and she cried Like we're not both inside
He said
He said