is it possible for sound to make a heart bend?

i like these songs a lot a lot. but in that way that it kind of hurts, you know? they sound like memories and comfort and love and being cold. they feel like blankets; sometimes too much, but usually they're cozy. they let you drown in everything you hear. and then there are words, which say exactly what you were thinking but better than you ever could.

there are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
but my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned

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a piece of love in your face that bathed me in regret

we liked to watch you laughing
picking insects off of plants
no time to think of consequences

you tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in

i wanted to thank you for a vision that was lost that you returned
but you're past where you understand

i've got nostalgic pavements

i will love this love forever