SMOL

  • Id:

    e5a183359bd393191141e227ca1e6d4cc01fb8293b18e0675b879b742ec387d9

  • Prompt:

    I’m not so floored by your beauty. Not like I once was. To me, your every smile made the dawn mute and the flowers pause. The sound of your voice isn’t intoxicating to my ears anymore. Your laughter made every song clumsy; the sound of your breath through your lips quieted every chorus. Your touch. Was unbearable; even now, to think of it…I can’t dream of anything close to that slightest flitter of your fingertips. I don’t love you like that anymore. But I would love to.

  • Image:

    Not Like I Once Was

  • Description:

    The image features a young girl standing in a forest, surrounded by lush greenery. She is wearing a blue dress and has a backpack on her back. The girl appears to be posing for a picture, possibly capturing a moment of her adventure in the woods. The scene evokes a sense of wonder and exploration, as the girl seems to be enjoying her time in the natural environment.

  • Songs:

    👈 better

  • Lyrics:

    Title: Not Like I Once Was
Tags: Indie Folk, Acoustic, male vocals

[Verse 1]  
I’m not so floored by your beauty now,  
Not like I once was, not like before.  
Your smile, once a sunrise, now just a cloud,  
The flowers used to wait, but they don’t anymore.  

[Chorus]  
Your voice, it doesn’t sing like it did,  
The melody once sweet, now feels a bit... dim.  
Your laughter, once a rhythm in my chest,  
Now echoes quietly, like a fading hymn.  

[Verse 2]  
Your touch used to spark fire in the night,  
A brush of your fingertips, I’d hold it tight.  
Now, I can't feel that same thing in my soul,  
It’s just a memory that doesn’t make me whole.  

[Chorus]  
Your voice, it doesn’t sing like it did,  
The melody once sweet, now feels a bit... dim.  
Your laughter, once a rhythm in my chest,  
Now echoes quietly, like a fading hymn.  

[Bridge]  
But if I could, I'd love you again,  
Turn back the time, erase all the pain.  
I’d hold you close, let the music return,  
Let your smile, your touch, make the flowers burn.  

[Outro]  
But I don’t love you like that anymore,  
But I would love to, I would love to.  
Just like before.