NOVELIST by Thomas Hood

CHAPTER VII — NOVELIST THE ORDER OF HER BETWEEN MY LINES I think I spent a long time writing around her. Turning her into weather. Into color. Into heat. Into every metaphor that felt safer than simply admitting what she had become to me. But this song is different. This one is hers. NOVELIST is about the way she sees the world, and the way being seen by her changed mine. She has this strange gift of finding meaning in things I would have left unfinished. She notices the details people usually miss. She can sit with something broken without trying to make it smaller, and somehow still find beauty inside it. I think that was what undid me. Not some grand moment. Just the quiet realization that she understood parts of me I had never properly explained. The earlier songs were about what it felt like to fall toward her. This one is about looking at her after the fall and thinking, Of course it was you. She is the person behind all those unnamed feelings. The one I kept disguising as fire and gravity and bad weather because saying her felt too revealing. But there is a point where hiding someone inside poetry starts to feel dishonest. So this song lets her step out of the metaphor. It is about the woman who writes beauty into the things she touches. The woman who makes me want to finish thoughts I would normally abandon. The woman who somehow brought a kind of stillness into a life I had learned to keep loud. That is why this is an ORDER song. Because loving her did not make me less chaotic. It just made the chaos make sense. She did not rewrite me. She simply read me carefully enough that, for the first time, I wanted to stay on the page. So if the red songs were me trying to understand what she was doing to my heart, NOVELIST is me finally telling the world who she is. Her. My muse. The woman I had been writing about long before I was brave enough to say so. - This is an AI Generated song. I don't own any of the lyrics, the production, the Album cover. This is a work of pure fiction and will be used for the sole purpose of embroidering it to the alternate universe I wrote. "The Novelist and The Bassist" by EyeBee on Wattpad