(set to "free at last" by pup)

the ones that felt easy
that were always there
they gave life meaning
larger than any collective corpus of library data

there aren't even words for it
and this is why i write in metaphores
because even if there were
words wouldn't justify

how heavy,
in the best way,
this feels for me

it's what love is supposed to feel like
it's full
it not only can't be described,
it can't be contained

it's feeling the best way possible
after over eating at an all-you-can-eat buffet
and being happy that you did that for yourself

friends are the way out of this nightmare
they aren't the ladder out
they are the people who got in the hole with you
and offered to sit down on the ground and listen
the ones who make you cry
for being so happy that they exist

i may be bad at identifying what i feel
but what i can identify
is that this feeling
is really really good

it's a feeling i would feel comfortable feeling
for a really really long time