Rain on the glass
⸻
Blue window, second floor
Neon leaking through the door
Taxi lights across the wall
Your old shadow, ten feet tall
Coffee cold beside the bed
Half a sentence in my head
Someone’s footsteps down the hall
Then the building loses sound
⸻
Every drop redraws your face
Then lets it disappear again
⸻
Blue window
Stay in view
Paint the room the way you used to
Blue window
Soft and slow
Hold the light, then let it go
Blue window
Rain comes through
Every shade still looks like you
⸻
Street below is washed in signs
Red and violet, broken lines
Late bus bending through the rain
Turning corners like your name
Curtains moving with the air
For a second, you were there
Then the room returned to blue
Empty chair and empty shoes
⸻
Morning used to change the scene
Now it only turns things clean
All the colors leave the glass
Nothing learns to make them last
⸻
Blue window
Stay in view
Keep the city passing through
Blue window
Don’t explain
Why old memories look like rain
Blue window
Fading blue
I look out and think of you
⸻
The neon blinks
The rain keeps your shape
A little longer
