A brave action is often followed by grief. Do not let my resistance to grief stop the brave action. - Alanis Morissette

Soon I’ll grow up, and I won’t even flinch at your name.

'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no.
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You'd hold me until you died?
Till you died, but you're still alive. And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away.
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me.
You, you, you oughta know.

Supposed former infatuation junkie, I sink three pointers and you wax poetically.