I get lost in your eyes driving home late at night, without you being there next to me. Your undivided smile is the light with which I use to help find the things that make me happy. I keep sentiments from my sentences because they probably don’t mean anything. How I long to be more than a canvas to paint a conversation over. Like a pair of older lenses that do nothing for my eyes, you let me hold you. And though my arms were overwhelmed with joy, I felt like a selfish mask keeping you from breathing. There’s nothing in this world I could think to do for you because in the end of it all, you’d never really need me, and maybe if there was a way, I could sleep at night.
The music of Reading group Chaos Emeralds feels like it weighs megatons, with its thick rivers of distorted guitar and gluey textures. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 15, 2022