The Spector had a heart shaped hole in her just waiting to be pasted over.

You can tell it’s a good song
When you slow down
So you don’t make it home
Before it’s over.

Select weaknesses in me
Set fire to my brain
And spiderweb around my heart.

I hold the glass up to my eye
But I can’t tell whether it’s
Too full or too empty.
For certain, it’s draining fast.

The piano may not be firewood
But it sets a merry blaze.
And the cloth rests over my face,
Over my eyelids,
Like a hood.

If everyone knows it’s going to hurt,
Then why wasn’t I expecting it?
One day I turned around
And realised I was fucked

And there’s nothing I can do about it
Except take the clock off the wall
And set about winding it back again.
Right back to the beginning.

In the sweetness of the air. In the light of the garden.

I have a terrific film for you.
It’s moving,
poetical,
funny (at times),
terrifying (at times)
and sweet as you get.

It’s called Un Long Dimanche de Fiancailles or ‘A Very Long Engagement’
It’s directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet
and stars Audrey Tattou
both of Amelie fame
and it’s just EXCELLENT.

Go.
Watch it.
Now.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0344510/