This is tricky business, trying to be gentle with myself and keep my heart open while letting go of the attachment part that comes when one is fortunate enough to find someone to connect with in every sense of the word and then has to let go of a big part of that connection.
Lucinda Williams to the rescue, once again.
Listen and weep, as I did:
You built a nest inside my soul
You rest your head on leaves of gold
You managed to crawl inside my brain
You found a hole and in you came
You sleep like a baby breathing
Comfortably between truth and pain
But the truth is nothing's been the same
Since those three days...
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