if you've got a love, why dont you feed it?

and ive loved a face because that face

made me feel a certain way

you know its a sin to fall in love with a face

and yet I see it to this day, this way

yes ive got no right to be here
yes ive got no right to say

but have I told you that I wonder
yes I wonder every day

and have I told you that I love you
yet I wonder every day

and have I told you that I wonder
yet I love you to this day

im so lucky, ive been writing music effortlessly lately. its like when im not playing music, there is this section of my brain thats just always experimenting with sound in the background. for the last 5 consecutive days ive woken up with a fully formed song stuck in my head that I wrote in my sleep! Literally every day ive felt aimless, picking up my guitar has just been this eruption. I've had a lot of thought-provoking experiences in the last week, parties with new friends, parties with even newer friends, and parties with other new friends. Three distinct social groups whom dont know each other, each with a different dynamic. As long as I pay the bills and get good grades and remember to pick up a guitar when im restless, and have someone to talk to sometimes, I think I will be set for the foreseeable future.

I remember a time when I imagined how I would affect you

I remember that time, I wanted control

Now I the more I think about it

Affecting itself feels serene