Friday, June 20, 2008

crying

Adrienne turned to me after a "modern dance" piece last night and seeing tears streaming down my face, thought that I had been moved by the combination of Beatles music, the Isadora Duncan-like sarongs and adolescent ernestness.

No.

I was crying from grief. The kind of grief one feels as a relationship comes to an end. The feeling of something dying in you, something no amount of love can save.

2 comments:

joyce said...

whoa. what "modern dance" piece was that?

Adrienne said...

what a relief. and here i thought you were a sucker for beatles remakes. phewf.