Curtains swayed with the morning air
A spoon rests still by the wooden chair
Last night’s breeze still lingers on
As the pages curl at chapter one
There’s dust on the frame we never hung
Shoes near the door, still warm from the sun
You left the window open, not a word said
Let the silence drift where we once tread
Not goodbye, not stay, just walked ahead
And the day unfolded slow instead
The sink hums with a tiny drip
Mismatched socks and a travel slip
Your scent hides in the folds of time
Tucked between the pause and line
A shadow moves on the narrow stair
But turns away — you’re not there
You left the window open, not a word said
Let the silence drift where we once tread
Not goodbye, not stay, just walked ahead
And the day unfolded slow instead
No need for notes or folded signs
I read it clear in crooked blinds
The world was soft but not quite still
You left the space, but I feel it still
You left the window open, not a word said
Let the silence drift where we once tread
Not goodbye, not stay, just walked ahead
And the day unfolded slow instead
