Note by the Keys

An open mailbox waits in the morning light

And a handwritten note lies beside the keys tonight

I trace the edges where your words still stray

I quiet little echoes I can't give away

An open mailbox and a note beside the keys

A small enough goodbye to unravel me with ease

I held it in my hands and felt the whole room sway

Some things leave softly and still take the floor away

Papers folded like a secret I can't mend

Your name in my pocket, your silence at the end

The doorway remembers the shape of your coat

And every little detail that your absence wrote

An open mailbox and a note beside the keys

A small enough goodbye to unravel me with ease

I held it in my hands and felt the whole rhyme sway

Some thorns leave soft fade

And still take the floor away

Maybe tomorrow I'll laugh at how it stung

But right now the hurt is sharp and the day feels young

So I leave the door open, let the morning breathe

With the weight of your handwriting still on my sleeve

A note-print mailbox and a note to side the keys

A small enough goodbye to unravel me with ease

I held it in my hands and felt the hall room sway

Some things leave softly and still take the floor away