Last Seen at Your Door

You left your hoodie on my chair

Smells like you and last year

Cold coffee on the nightstand

Lipstick on the rim like a crime scene

Scrollin' through our old fights

Screen lit up, heart offline

You said “space,” I heard “goodbye”

Same word, but it cuts on my side

Last seen at your door

You said, "I'll be back," then you never came

I keep replaying that porch

Your keys in your hand, you let go of my name

Now I'm talking to the walls

Like they know what this silence is for

You moved on to a new life

I'm still stuck where you were

Last seen at your door

Your friends still watch my stories

I see your face in their frames

New couch, same fake smile

Different arms, but the pose don't change

I wear your songs like a bruise

Play them out just to feel you again

My boys say, "Bro, you good?"

I shrug, but my chest says “depends”

I boxed up your letters

But I kept that one line

“Promise I won't ever leave”

Yeah, you wrote it in red, underlined

[soft ad-lib] Underlined, underlined

Now those words feel like chalk in the rain

Washed out, washed out

And I'm here with the stain