There is no but...
The strangest things happen when you’re alone.
The clarity, the truth of form. It reads like a poem sometimes...also like a song.
I hope our song isn’t sad.
I hope we have moments of clarity.
I really want to be there for you, there is no ‘but’ in that sentence.
…so much clarity and so much confusion at the same time.
I want it but, I don't want it.
You are here and you are not.
Maybe there is a 'but'.