oh to take a look at how things have changed

If you could see what I see right now
from a comfortable seat in a new house that I've never lived before
I look out my new window, at these old leaves, who've recently transformed into a new color of beautiful
They've turned with the season, as have I
They've watched me run home healthily, trip home drunk these leaves
Thank you for your light
I've made it comfortable for myself, you see, or else it wouldn't be so
I've worked to make this my home, my place, and to live with fleeting cares only.

My life is regenerated all my cells have died and regrown into better cells
and the cells of life that I used to hate and be so ashamed of
I love those too
Nostalgia is such a familiar feeling on such a captivating and stunning fall day
I do miss love though, it's not all tough and wild,
it's a vulnerable moment here and there
she misses hugs that are meant for you, and kisses you can depend on
walking through a fall day, there is still a part of this new self that would love a hand to hold my hand without any sort of doubts.
Fall makes a lover just a little bit more in love with the idea
of looking someone in the eyes fearlessly, without guilt or the influence of the outside
its not uncomfortable, or forced

Think back to more careless time
when having a sleepover was the height of your weekend
and phone calls were treats
I dont know if I miss innocence
looking back it sure was a good time

my heart desires simplicity, wherever he is.

listening to:

Thrice

Two Gallants

Tim Kasher & The Good Life

Murder By Death