unspoken

𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝

you were the tear left on the parchment laid dry right by your name

you were the dust on the window sill dancing with the lights and gone when it rained

you were the spilled coffee on my favorite black shirt, an unseen stain

you were the reflection I used to see standing by me, now I'm in vain.