Svetlana + Belmont

There were only two things I’d ever hated you for (and one was big but I forgave you for it and the other was small but I’m still angry about it).  The first was when you fell asleep in my apartment (the cramped studio in Old Town) while I was playing guitar for you.  I’d been practicing in secret for years and you didn’t even act surprised that I wrote those heinous songs just for you you, songs for my terrible voice and my terrible guitar playing.  And you know what the second thing was.