in which i question the idea of a 'significant other'.

let me put things into perspective.

Can't get you out of my head.

Music used to be my thing.

A love letter to my beloved.

this got really bad at the end, i've been having a block and just feel the need to finish this one off while i'm off with a severe cold, but... here, i guess?

It was all for the wrong and right things.

The reason behind why things hadn't worked out between us. The reason behind why I am the way that I am right now. I'm sorry.