The album hasn’t even finished, yet,
and the song I always cry to is just starting.
The song is over now and I cried, hard. I am so thankful for this song, I am so thankful for this night and I would be even more thankful for it if I could stand behind it all fully, but I can’t.
That might be the reason I don’t talk about these things, that I’ll write about now, often, but we find each other in the details.
So.
I owe this night a poem and I mean it.
I am so full of feeling,
so full of feeling alive.