Your Clothes Still Hang There

I told myself I'd pack them away, but I never did

Silence breathes where you used to be

The closet door is halfway closed

The scent of you still never goes

Your favorite shirt, that faded blue

Still hangs there like it's waiting too

I trace the sleeve, I feel the ache

Each fold a memory I can't break

The space between what was and is

Still smells of love, still feels like this

I tell myself to let you go

But even shadows seem to know

The emptiness feels so unfair

Your ghost still lingers in the air

Your clothes still hang there, untouched, untorn

Like love that's lost but never worn

I can't bring myself to clear the space

It's like I'd lose your last embrace

Your jacket sways when the window sighs

And I pretend you just passed by

Your clothes still hang there, still the same

And I still whisper your name

The mirror shows the quiet truth

The years have passed, I'm still with you

I fold the air like I used to fold

Your stories, worn but never old

The dust collects on every seam

But I still see you in my dream

I close my eyes and it feels near

That maybe you're still standing here

The air still holds your winter scent

The time I lost, the love I spent

I try to breathe, I try to mend

But some goodbyes don't have an end

Your clothes still hang there, untouched, untorn

Like love that's lost but never worn

I can't bring myself to clear the space

It's like I'd lose your last embrace

Your jacket sways when the window sighs

And I pretend you just passed by

Your clothes still hang there, still the same

And I still whisper your name

If I move them, it feels like I'm moving you

Your clothes still hang there, soft and still

As if they're waiting by the sill

I know someday I'll let them go

But not tonight, I'm not that strong, you know