It’s almost as if I’m reliving my 17-year-old heartbreak – all the same components, all the same earth-shattering powerlessness. Immature and foolish all at the same time. I know in my heart that this isn’t going away anytime soon.
This one left a significant scar – and right now, the only way I can relieve my pain is to keep playing ‘Teardrops On My Guitar’, on full volume just as I did when I was 17.
Another one-sided affair and despite how brief it was, my heart was in it.
She Was Sea 