It's... it's a song about a girl who keeps bits of her boyfriend's hair in a locket so if he dies, she'll always have a piece of him she can keep close. [Which was a bit of an offputting concept to some people, but to Brendan and Emily it had sounded sweet, at the time. Now it was a bitter thing to hear. He'd always assumed that he would be the one more likely to get offed. That was how his luck had always run. The idea of Emily dying had never occurred to him. And he didn't even have a locket with her hair to hold onto in the aftermath.]

I ignore it more often than I should. Sometimes it's just too much to deal with so I just distract myself with anything I can. That way it doesn't feel like the world ended. But much as I've been thinkin' about getting someone to talk to, actually finding someone is harder than it sounds. How do I know I won't overload whoever I tell it all too? Other people have problems and struggles, too, y'know?