Track-by-Track #2 // Monochromatic
We always hurt the ones we love the most. Maybe it’s the constant proximity, perhaps it’s just the fact that we become so vulnerable as we grow closer to one another, but it is inevitable. Even the most trivial things, at times, can cause a reaction that is anything but. This song, though written with a few particularly immediate instances in my mind, is really a response to myself and the things I have found myself doing and saying in moments of duress. I tend to relate back to these moments with over-analyzation and self-loathing, though not without personal growth and desire for change. I’ve come to find that every altercation with a significant other or close friend seems to end almost as quickly as it started, typically leaving both parties trying to pick up a scattered array of insults and insecurities that have somehow made their way out into open air. We never think before we speak or shout in anger or frustration, we simply scramble for response, defense even, making our way through a catalog of cutting words, and it never quite hits as hard as it does when we realize what we’ve actually said. Everything just comes out in a series of vulgar bursts that we’re left to consider, reconsider, and reconcile with ourselves and the people we’ve affected.