High

Love is the most beautiful feeling that can do the ugliest things with you.

Who

I feel a little wrong, a little right. I've been aching for something beautiful, and stumbling upon bits of want, need, and i will in my messy head.

The usual childish appetite for life is getting back. If only I wasn't so tired.

I am sick of my loneliness. My loved ones are reaching out to me.

I'm thawing. I have a lot more years to ...

to ...

I ask you to forgive me
For nights we've never spent
For blues I've asked from you

.

For

ways

I am

when so obnoxiously in love

I'm out