My mind wonders
and even with weighted shoes to keep me grounded
You are the one that keeps me here
You are this moment you're this nostalgia
and there's a part of me questioning
if all this is a dream or premonition.
If I could frame my mind
I'd be filling it with fragments of your presence and beauty curated by angels onto walls untouchable.
Cause in the end, you are nothing
without these things that inspire your words.
And if I...