Lover

On Valentine's day, 2019, I was in bed with my girlfriend, in a hotel room in Seattle, tripping on mushrooms. I was showing her bits and pieces of the album in its then unfinished form. at the time it was going to be called "I hope you meet everything you fear." I guess it still could be. but as I was hearing the songs outside of my own ego, I began to see a pattern. or more so a person. a boy. a boy who had tried really hard for a long time to fill a space in his heart. a boy who didn't know how to be alone, but regardless spent most of his time floating in his own head. a boy who really, really wanted to experience love -- a majestic love, an epic love. and in the end, a boy who didn't have anything to prove anymore.