"You're not in love with someone else, you don't even love yourself. Still I wish you'd ask me not to go."
Leave (live) :: Glen Hansard originally from the soundtrack album to Once (2007) "Let go of my hand, you said you came to, now leave." It always happens, the unexpected mention of your name, and the flood begins. I keep thinking I'm done feeling, feeling you, feeling sadness, feeling loss, feeling love, feeling anything at all for you. But as the song sings, truth has a habit of falling out of your mouth, or in this case, out of my everything. Maybe it will never leave, these feelings, this sense of loss, the pain that shoots through me like an poison arrow, or a close-range bullet, at the mere mention of your name.
Color The Lion :: Keep Art Alive :: 10 Questions Project