No Cure

I loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real
It don’t matter how it all went wrong
That don’t change the way I feel
And I can’t believe that time’s
Gonna heal this wound I’m speaking of
There ain’t no cure,
There ain’t no cure,
There ain’t no cure for love.

Leonard Cohen

 

 

Happy Birthday.

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About Alan

Settling into my 7th decade and still determined not to grow up too soon.
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2 Responses to No Cure

  1. Alan says:

    Not all stories have a happy ending.
    But if you are lucky there’s a happy bit somewhere in the tale.

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