Music gave depth to mood and emotion. It was the color of thought and contemplation.
The sentence hits hard, because sometimes words dig holes, and sometimes they build walls, but these just slap me in the face. I realize in that instant there’s only so far my words will eve…
I sometimes think about this. It makes me sad to think that we need our relationships — and our love — validated. To think that society needs to review them before it nods in approval.