Decoded.

It's that melancholy feeling, when the days speed by. When thought comes so easy, you wish you had the time to explain. When you close your eyes and you wish you could find the words to explain that feeling. Where you can always feel your heartbeat. Always. Where nothing matters. Where simplicity is all you know, and that basic heavy-hearted feeling is default. Waking up every day disconnected, with your head in the clouds, and it doesn't bother you. But sometimes you just get engulfed, and flooded. With those feelings you can't name. The ones you can't describe. The ones where no word comes close enough to say what you mean. So you say nothing. Where keeping your mouth shut and your mind open just kind of sets you free. And you don't need anything else. It's simple. Really.

Right?