I Want You Back

It smells like retro and fresh despair. It's like when your heart has already been thrown out the window, but it's still climbing back up the fire escape. Soft beats, like from an old player, and a voice that sounds like a plea, repeated until hoarse: "Come on, let's try again." It's not even about romance, but about the stubbornness of feelings - the very thing that won't let go, even when it's too late and all decent options are closed off. It's surprisingly easy to dance to this, as if regrets aren't a burden but a rhythm you can get back on your feet to.