Heard this 80s tune in the car today, and it felt like visiting with an old friend. It shares the word hold as the first word of the title with the song from yesterday's post, but that's where the similarity ends.
Reading the lyrics now, it feels like a decent summary of my past week in terms of the healing I needed for my feelings about my marriage (which involved some tearing up of said photos):
I have a picture,
pinned to my wall.
An image of you and of me and we're laughing and loving it all.
Look at our life now, tattered and torn.
We fuss and we fight and delight in the tears that we cry until dawn
And the across-the-miles comfort from my dreamy dreamer boyfriend:
Hold me now, warm my heart
stay with me, let loving start (let loving start)
You say I'm a dreamer, we're two of a kind
Both of us searching for some perfect world we know we'll never find
So perhaps I should leave here, yeah yeah go far away
But you know that there's nowhere that I'd rather be than with you (t)here today...
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