After all of these years, I would expect to see the fall before my face strikes the earth below me. This should be routine now. I should be a professional of sorts. And yet, I never see until it’s too late.
It’s a good thing this song happened along right now. And the haters say that nothing good comes of the Twilight movies… Ha. I defy you to hate on this beautifully tragic song that haunts my waking hours.
Day Eighty-Eight: Possibility – Lykke Li