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Fingertips trace the glass
Where raindrops race and blur
Your name forms in the mist
Then fades before I speak
Streetlights paint the floor
In stripes of amber gold
I count the hours since your shadow left this door
You're the ghost in the hallway
The pause before the phone rings
The coffee cup I keep warm
For someone who won't come home
You're the almost and the after
word I never threw
Now the silence wears your shade
And I don't know what to do
Found your hairpins today
Beneath the dresser drawers
Still smells like jasmine rain
From summers we outgrew
Clock hands crawl so slow
Through rooms that hold their breath
I rearrange the pillows
To hide the dance you left
You're the ghost in the hallway
The pause before the phone rings
Coffee cup I keep warm
For someone who won't come home
You're the almost and the after
The word I never threw
Now the silence wears your shade
And I don't know what to do
If I could rewind the end just one more time
Would you stay or would you still
Like sugar in the rain
You're the ghost in the hallway
The pause before the phone rings
The call I could but keep warm
For someone who won't come home
You're the almost and the after
The word I never threw
Now the silent plays your shit
And I still don't know what to do


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