"Death in breakups" -2019.
I am at the dark hours of enduring the death of two loved ones. My dearest grandmother, and an innocent child who clips his own wings.
I am bathed in a familiar love that reassures me not to give up or give in.
Trust has become oddly strange again.
I am enlightened and engulfed by the process of dying to reborn.
However, I do wish to be familiar with love songs again.