YOU RIPPED MY HEART IN TWO,
BUT I’LL STILL SAVE HALF FOR YOU.
IF YOU WALKED INTO THIS ROOM RIGHT NOW,
I’D TELL YOU HOW I FEEL FOR YOU STILL.
YOU’RE THE ONE I LOVE,
BUT NOW I’M GOING AWAY.
If there weren’t already tears in my eyes, there would be now. The other problem, I realize, is that not every bit of me feels purely happy. There is a nagging ache, a pull, on my heart that I cannot decipher because it’s too strong and too confusing. And I don’t want to deal with it. So, I brush it aside and just stay with Sabin and his song.
SO, IF I AM LONELY,
I GUESS I’LL HAVE TO BE,
FOR A WHILE ANYWAY.
THE ONE I LOVE
ALWAYS ON MY MIND.
YOU’RE STILL WITH ME
ALL OF THE TIME.
SO LONG, MY LOVE.
DAISY, YOU WERE MY ONE,
BUT YOU RIPPED MY HEART IN TWO,
AND NOW IT BLEEDS FOR YOU
TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.
I’LL HOLD ON HOPE.
YOU KNOW IT’S ALWAYS
HERE TO CLAIM.
I can’t even hear the rest of the song because my head is swimming, and I have some emotion that I cannot identify pounding through me. I have panic and anxiety and…and…and a longing of some sort that sends me spiraling.
More abruptly than he did before, he says good night and thanks the crowd before getting off the stage. He heads for the back room to get his things faster than I can stop him. So, I wait. I need a minute anyway. A minute to do what, I don’t know. To think maybe, but I don’t really want to.
I grab a fast shot at the bar. Not that a Mind Eraser is going to help me much, but I can still hope it’ll erase what’s eating at me.
He wrote that song last summer, I think over and over.Then, he left—without warning, without a plan.
He ran.
Did he run from me?
Oh God…
I see Sabin make his way across the room. He stops to talk to the manager for a moment, and then he hesitantly comes to stand next to me.
