Found your folded notes inside my drawer
Tiny words I read a hundred times before
The ink is fading but your voice is clear
It’s like you’re whispering right here
The corners worn, like our memories
I hold my breath and read slowly
Wondering if you miss me too
Folded notes and broken hearts
Carry pieces of who we are
Every word you left behind
Is a ghost I can’t deny
I never threw them out, can’t let them go
Each line cuts deeper than you know
The silence echoes in my room
But your handwriting still feels new
The corners worn, like our memories
I hold my breath and read slowly
Wondering if you miss me too
Folded notes and broken hearts
Carry pieces of who we are
Every word you left behind
Is a ghost I can’t deny