it's funny how one song messes with your equilibrium
the previous space you were in, the immensity of time.
the chords, the verses, the lines.
your brain and the magic behind the sound
have come to ruin you and tap into your soul,
so beautifully/unapologetically/painfully.
"don't think twice is alright" has it's own magic.
it's a 1963 breakup song,
but somehow the lyrics have seeped deeper into my skin
and taken claim of emotions my brain has slowly buried for me.
good thing the lyrics manage to dig them back up for me.
you could've done better, but i don't mind.
when hearing dylan's voice, a harmonica, and a couple guitar stings,
i didn't expect thoughts of personal loss, regret, and abandonment
to come up, loud and demanding to be heard.
then again, music holds a power
nobody's mind could break down and bottle.