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I folded chairs, I cleared the floor
Swept the dust from years before
Boxed the books, unplugged the light
But your name still stayed that night
Every corner’s clean and bare
Except the space where you’re still there
I’m folding everything but you
Old receipts and worn-out shoes
Photographs in fading frames
Even echoes know your name
The room is quiet, calm, and new
But it still holds shades of you
I packed my heart and left it too
But I’m folding everything but you
The windows breathe, the curtains sway
Like they’re not ready to obey
I tell myself, “It’s just a place”
But every inch recalls your face
I donate love I won’t reclaim
But memories don’t feel the same
I’m folding everything but you
Cards you wrote and jackets blue
Notes you left inside my coat
Still unread but deeply known
The room looks nothing like it did
But every wall still keeps you hid
I burned the past, I burned it through
But I’m folding everything but you
Some things don’t fit in any box
Some ghosts won’t leave when doors are locked
I’m folding everything but you
Even truth, even what’s true
Tried to start with something small
But now it’s you I can’t recall
The room is ready to forget
But I’m still sleeping with regret
And though I tried to start anew
I’m folding everything but you
