Hallelujah

The last 3 years of my life are best described by Leonard Cohen’s song Hallelujah:





Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
 

There was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

The Universe knew Brad and I needed someone(s) to tie us to the kitchen chair, break our thrones and cut our hair… and It knew we couldn’t do it for each other…

To be continued in a secret post…