I am starting to realize that we never really get over people... we just forget the pain until it pops up in moments of verse or art or screen. People make up the fabric of who we are and how we got there. This song from Maria Mena made me remember how I felt when I started this blog and the hurt I was dealing with. Here's to past love...

"Sorry"
Vague sound of rain
pierces through my song again
but I get distracted
by the way his toes move when he play
sso I let it burn
I just poured my heart out
there's bits of it on the floor
And I take what's left of it and rinse it under cold water
And call him up for more

And I say baby,
yes I feel stupid to call you,
but I'm lonely
And I don't think you meant it when you said you couldn't love me
And I thought maybe if I kissed the way you do, you'd feel it too

He said I'm sorry
so sorry
I'm sorry
so sorry

He grabs my wrists
as my fingers turn into angry fists
and I whisper why can't you love me, I'll change for you
I'll play the part

And I say baby,
so I feel stupid to call you, but I'm lonely
And I don't think you meant it when you said you couldn't love me
And I thought maybe if I kissed the way you do, you'd feel it too

He said I'm sorry
so sorry
I'm sorry
I am sorry[x2]