The fan hums low across the floor
Curtains dancing like before
There’s a shirt you left, I didn’t move
Still folds the way it held your truth
This room remembers what I won’t say
Quiet keeps your shape this way
And the window stays open
Though I don’t expect you to come
It just feels wrong to close it
Like we never said we’re done
Air’s too warm, but I don’t mind
It reminds me of that night
So the window stays open
And you still feel almost mine
Streetlight flickers on my wall
I watch the shadows stretch and fall
Your name’s still typed and left unsent
Like all the things I never meant
I sleep beneath a memory
That breathes a little slower than me
So the window stays open
Though I don’t expect you to come
It just feels wrong to close it
Like we never said we’re done
Air’s too warm, but I don’t mind
It reminds me of that night
So the window stays open
And you still feel almost mine
I could shut it, let it fade
But the night still knows your name