[Verse 1]
Coffee ring halos on the desk
Yellowed corners
Paper dust

Thousand half-born chapters
Stacked up
Just because

Your name scribbled sideways
On every other page
Dates crossed out in pencil
Like you’re dodging age

[Verse 2]
These drafts keep breathing on their own
Characters walking off the notes

Every margin full of whispered spells
Your stories start writing themselves

I swear I see them turning keys
Sneaking out when you fall asleep

Whole worlds building on these shelves
Your stories start writing themselves

[Verse 3]
Red pen resting like it’s tired
Spine-cracked books lean in to hear

Your favorite mug still chipped
Been that way for years

That one scene you never finished
Ink frozen in a thought

Tonight the dialogue just moves
Like it forgot it was lost

[Bridge]
Pages rustle in the quiet
Like they’re talking in the dark

Plotlines weaving in the wires
Kissing in the margins of your heart

You think you’re the one who made them
But they’re the ones who keep you here
Keeping watch above your shoulder
Til another chapter appears