Saturday, February 14

and yet your name rings in my ears

Dear Chicago,
You'll never guess.
You know that guy you said I'd meet someday?
Well, I've got something to confess.
He picked me up on friday.
Asked me if he reminded me of you.
I just laughed and lit a cigarette, 
Said "thats impossible to do."

My life's gotten simple since.
And it fluctuates so much.
Happy and sad and back again.
I'm not crying out to much.
Think about you all the time.
It's strange and hard to deal
Think about you lying there.
And those blankets lie so still.

Nothing breathes here in the cold.
Nothing moves or even smiles
I've been thinking some of suicide.
But there's bars out here for miles
Sorry about the every kiss
Every kiss you wasted bad
I think the thing you said was true, 
I'm going to die alone and sad.

The wind's feeling real these days.
Yeah, baby, it hurt's me some.
Never thought I'd feel so blue.
New York City, you're almost gone.
I think that I've fallen out of love, 
I think I've fallen out of love... with you


I wish I could take credit for these beautiful words.
Ryan Adams you have a way of making it through to the soul of my heart.