[Verse 1]
Two plates on the counter
But I only reach for one
Your apron still on that nail
Like you’ll be back when the day is done
I still hear you teasing me
"Too much salt," you’d say and grin
Now the quiet in this kitchen
Feels louder than it’s ever been
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There’s an empty chair at the table
And it stares at me each night
I set it like you’re coming home
Fork and glass lined up just right
I keep talking to the silence
Like you might walk through that door
But the hardest part of losing you
Is living life for two with only one anymore
[Verse 2]
Burned toast on a Sunday
’Cause I can’t cook eggs like you
I laugh once, then I’m crying
’Cause I’d give anything for one more "me and you"
Your recipe cards are stained
Little notes in your old blue pen
"Add more butter if you’re sad"
I read that line and fall apart again
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[Bridge]
Some days I wash these dishes slow
Just to feel you in this room
Chasing ghosts in fading steam
Humming our old little tune
Maybe time will dull this ache
But it won’t erase your name
I’ll keep your seat here by the stove
Till my own heart learns to change
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