Her Goodbye Was a Loaded Thing
She wore grief like silk, tight across her skin
Said goodbye like a promise she’d break again
Eyes full of storms she never let touch land
I kissed her like I owed her my scars
Thought loving her hard would bend the bars
But she was born to vanish–smoke in my hands
She wore grief like silk, tight across her skin
Said goodbye like a promise she’d break again
Eyes full of storms she never let touch land
I kissed her like I owed her my scars
Thought loving her hard would bend the bars
But she was born to vanish–smoke in my hands
Her goodbye was a loaded thing
Smiled while she pulled the pin
Left me bleeding in the wreck of what we meant
There ain’t no song for what she stole
Just an echo in my bones
You don’t heal when the pain still pays the rent
She kept all the photos, I kept her ghost
I still hear her laugh when I’m close to comatose
Some hearts haunt instead of break
The sheets remember more than I do
Her scent’s a bruise I never move through
I’d scream if silence hadn’t claimed the space
Her goodbye was a loaded thing
Cold lips, soft voice, and a razor sting
She didn’t leave me–she left everything
I sleep where we used to sin
With a past I can’t outrun or skin
And her name is the sharpest part within