So...

Music I heard with you

Music I heard with you was more than music,
And bread I broke with you was more than bread;
Now that I am without you, all is desolate;
All that was once so beautiful is dead.

Your hands once touched this tables and this silver,
And I have seen your fingers hold this glass.
These things do not remember you, beloved, --
And yet your touch upon them will not pass.

For it was in my heart you moved among them,
And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes;
And in my heart they will remember always, --
they knew you once, O beautiful and wise.

- Conrad Aiken

Hmm...maybe I should have named my dog Conrad.
That would have been an alright name.
Man...This guy was really lamenting about a lost love.
I don't know if I would ever be this sad.
But ya never know until ya try...right?

Hmm...actually it might have been about his parents?
His dad did kill his mom and then committed suicide.
I would be pretty sad.
I think I would be more than pretty.
More like beautifully gorgeous.

Cool.