I don't like my tendency to believe that you recommending me this song a long time ago meant your true feelings
or maybe you never did recommend me.
I have someone who loves me dear now
In a way I didn't think I could be
She loves me so dear, I've let her touch the flesh inside my skin
She painted the colors of my soul the next day
She smells amazing, like comfort, like love
You were my friend, whatever your intention was
I let her see you through my lens. The digested piece of you that'd become part my limbs, the nutrients that flow in my blood, the ghastly corner in my mind.
The long corroded used to be violet dusk indigo hue, now welcome a ray of sunset, pink and orange softness, the touch of cloud. I've cleaned some space on my own, after some time. We were looking through Ace hardware. That was pretty dear.
Oh Zeean, how peculiar your life is. How loved you are. I'm grateful.