Savory

Hey angel

Fly over

And bless me

See you feign surprise,

I'm all eyes

You're all you

Need to be.

- Jawbox

These words remind me of what it's like to love someone that doesn't love you back. How badly it still hurts when you see that person again nearly 10 years later with his new wife. How you thought to yourself it's not insane to be driving by his house at midnight on a Monday.

When I was young this all seemed to make sense to me. The older I get the less it does. It's stranger how these memories can come crashing back to you when the DJ on the car radio makes a comment about an 'old school' indie band from DC. "Jawbreaker no no that's not it..." "Jawbox," I scream as I pull into my driveway on a Monday.