Kept you waiting there too long, my love
I realize the blogging redundancy this blog post represents today. But, like any good addict, I can't shake the poetry of this series out of my mind. Every nuance of Breaking Bad's final show still echoes in my head. Tony and his ducks. Modern Man. You. Me. Us. It's official: In mourning over the end of a truly great American love story. Days later and I keep returning to this post to rearrange the images in it. Not just the content, but the narrative, the POV. What does this mean? Guess I got what I deserved Kept you waiting there too long, my love All that time without a word Didn't know you'd think that I'd forget or I'd regret The special love I had for you, my baby blue All the days became so long Did you really think I'd do you wrong? Dixie, when I let you go Thought you'd realize that I would know I would show, the speci