The light stayed on when we were gone Proof we never paid the dark You asked why I kept the empty cans They hold the shape when things fall apart Cracks in the paint counted like days You’d erase them every week I stopped drawing after August It felt too much like grief There were never chairs to break Just bodies learning how to wait You float above the lease we signed And I forget the space was mine The floors would shift beneath our feet The door would hum when no one came We taped the wires we held our breath We called the quiet by a name You whispered nothing here is ours I smiled and turned the heat up high We lived between the plaster lines Pretending rent was time Now strangers sleep where we once stood They paint the walls they knock the wood But no one hears how loud it gets When nothing left is good There were never chairs to break Just bodies learning how to wait The dent we left is gone by now But some rooms still retain the weight