in the absence of us.

the air is heavy

i’ve been spending my days in it

thinking about the choices we’ve made

it’s been four days since we last were

but the time burns like a slow flame

and i’m having trouble letting go

so i retraced the steps to your door

but found i couldn’t undo the rain

the flowers had started to grow

so i went and followed that road

the same one we thought would never end

and found even the evergreens need to turn red

that even what’s good can still get left

so i’ll close my eyes and learn to breathe

in the absence of us

of you and me