i wish i could capture the beauty of music without letters or words. the sighing melodies and the drumming heartbeat. the spinning flutes and the subtle yet imperative guitar. i wish that i could let music carry me far away from here to its home, to where my life would become simple. not simple in the sense of not complicated. simple in the sense that, i would have one purpose, one devotion, one commitment, and one life. simple in the sense that i could forget about where i come from, the people who have scarred and decorated my life thus far. maybe, even then, i still wouldn't be happy, who knows. at least, though, i will have tried, become wiser, known better, and hopefully feel at least a twinge of satisfaction. maybe i desire to desire too much. maybe what i want back is my past, when things made sense, i knew who i was, and happiness was in my back pocket all the time. i wish i could capture the lighthearted twiddle of my music and play it in my head again and again to keep me going, to not worry, to not think twice.