Emptiness Is a Closet Full of Your Old Clothes

When everything feels empty, I rely on empty touch
To ignore the days that I hate myself and I miss you too much
And everyone feels cold when they lack something familiar
There was light trapped where the sun was
This is harder than I thought
I will always look for you in the quiet empty nothing
Where you were convinced there was only dark and the sharpest objects
I saw your coat. I saw it like a martyr sees its body
I saw your coat like the shadow of a ghost that wouldn’t leave here
I saw your coat hanging in surrender like a white flag
I saw your coat and I hate this
This is harder than I thought