A Swift Kick & A Band-Aid

Where Does The Good Go?

where do you go with your broken heart in tow
what do you do with the left over you
and how do you know, when to let go
where does the good go, where does the good go
look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive
look me in the heart and tell me you won't go
look me in the eye and promise no love's like our love
look me in the heart and un break broken, it won't happen
it's love that breaks the seal of always thinking you would be
real, happy and healthy, strong and calm,
where does the good go, where does the good go
where do you go when you're in love and the world knows
how do you live so happily while I am sad and broken down
what do you say it's up for grabs now that you're on your way down
where does the good go, where does the good go
--Teagan & Sara

This song came on as a closing to a TV show tonight. I was walking back and forth from the folding laundry to the pile that still needed folding. I was numb to the world when I caught a glimpse of my face in the mirror, distorted and sad. Just hearing the song, one I had never heard before in my life, threw me off. Without even knowing it I was holding back tears triggered by the song, refusing to let its lyrics touch me fully. I would not let myself cry tonight.
But I still ask, where does the good go?