The house is heavy quiet now
The kind that has a weight to it
Not peaceful just the absence of
The noise I used to navigate
I turned the TV on just for the company
Turned it off again
Because it couldn't sound like you
Heavy quiet
That's what you left behind
Not empty just a fullness
Made of everything you were
Heavy quiet
Sitting in the room
Where you used to fill the silence
With the ordinary you
I'd take the noise I took for granted
Every sound you made
Heavy quiet
Is just love
With nowhere left to land
Your shoes are still beside the door
I haven't moved them because moving them
Means saying something out loud
I haven't found the words to say
People talk about the missing
Like it's hollow like it echoes
But missing you is heavy
Like carrying something precious
Something irreplaceable
Something that defined
What quiet used to mean
Before it weighed this much
Heavy quiet
Still full of you
Heavy quiet
Still full
