It's been more than a year. The thought of him doesn't affect me anymore. The thought of what we had, the life I almost had, doesn't affect me anymore, nothing beyond a pinch of wistfulness.
So why does it still hurt when I hear "Satellite"?
Time and the healing process sometimes forget to erase motor memory and sensory triggers.
At least this is an easy one to solve - I just turn off the song and put on Harry Connick Jr instead.
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