You hurt me, but I’d much rather live with this knife in my heart instead of a void where it is because at least I know something was real.
At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.
F.Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (1920)
That’s one of the great things about music. You can sing a song to 85,000 people and they’ll sing it back for 85,000 different reasons.