Eclipse of the Soul 2

You left your coffee ring on the table like a small eclipse I couldn’t finish. I kept it there for weeks, watching it turn from heat to rust. I tried to write you sober, but the words kept trembling off the page. The bottle listened better than anyone I know still breathing. You were the quiet between withdrawals, the pulse I almost trusted. Now every song is a rerun prayer that ends before it starts. (you still hum in my veins) Streetlight flickers through my window like you forgot to say goodbye. I breathe and it tastes like yesterday, Sweet, chemical, alive. You were the quiet between withdrawals, the pulse I almost trusted. If love was a cure, I overdosed on us and woke up just to fade again. (you still hum in my veins) (you still hum in my veins)