"it's crazy how much aesthetics affect your wellbeing"
well, being
as we reconvened in the same place that ignited the spark
of course it was gonna feel good again
and being, well
back in the place where love was our life
of course i'm going to miss you

the time for irrational excuses has run out
i feel stuck in an hourglass that, while surely moving,
its direction and what [who] it's covering is indetectable
asking far too many questions and finding too few answers
is this a delusion?
do you miss him or the ease?
forgive or not?
where to draw a line?
what the **** are you doing??

the truth sets you free, baby
beyond all the shortcomings
you miss sweet, reciprocated bliss.