hate stumbles forward & leans in the door, weary head hung down, eyes to the floor. he says, "love, i'm sorry," & she says, "what for? i'm yours & that's it, whatever. i should not have been gone for so long. i'm yours & that's it, forever. you're mine & that's it, forever."
-the avett brothers, “the ballad of love & hate (live)”
dear seth avett,
please play this sunday night. i will try my hardest not to weep.
cannot wait, kellyp.s. make fun of me all you want, neil monster, this song is wonderful.
things that were awesome about tonight—- my not great whisper, “kelly, are you crying yet?”
