attachments in my phone, still scrollin’ through the pain
dubai lens on us, but i’m starin’ at the rain
voice notes from you, 2 a.m., sayin’ “come home”
but the block still hot, glizzy tucked by the ozone
screenshots of love we never posted, just drafts
diamonds on me heavy, still can’t fill them empty halves
double-tap a casket, that’s a story i can’t share
attachments in my dms, but you’re still in the air