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no more u 2 by Naomi

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no more u 2

Cinematic Pop

0:002:58
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under a sodium streetlight, breath like a borrowed prayer,
frosted collar on my coat, your voice still ghosts the air.
phone screen dull at 03:14, those little blue ticks lie,
i press my thumb against the memory — it doesn’t warm the night.
a hush tightens like a wire, rain maps the rhythm on the glass,
i trace the edges of your silhouette and let the moments pass.
no fury left, just quiet maps of how the maps unspooled,
i find the place where i begin and stop being kept for you.
no more u — the frost on my jacket melts to something new,
no more u — cigarette smoke and the train that left at two,
no more u — i fold the night and fold the aching into dawn,
no more u — i melt this winter into dawn, and then i’m gone.
cold pads hum beneath the moon; i find the seam where i can breathe,
your lighter’s in the pocket — a coin, a note, the way you’d leave.
i kept the receipt from some café where we let time slip and burn,
i hand it back to midnight now; there’s nothing left to learn.
heartbeat syncs with taxi lights, the city wears a softer gray,
i’m cataloguing small details — the way your hands would sway.
no rage to throw like breaking glass, no triumph loud or cruel,
just a ledger of small mercies — and the quiet of refusal.
no more u — the frost on my jacket melts to something new,
no more u — cigarette smoke and the train that left at two,
no more u — i fold the night and fold the aching into dawn,
no more u — i melt this winter into dawn, and then i’m gone.
you left a lighter, a backstage pass, a text at 00:07, unread,
a nickel coin, a secret sketch, the coffee stain on the bedspread.
i replayed the message like a hymn until the edges blurred,
i learned the grammar of your leaving, every silent, little word.
my hands found the seam of every night, my throat learned to confess,
i burned the list of could-have-beens — now i keep the emptiness.
no more u — the frost on my jacket melts to something new,
no more u — cigarette smoke and the train that left at two,
no more u — i fold the night and fold the aching into dawn,
no more u — i melt this winter into dawn, and then i’m gone.
dawn...
i'm gone...
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