It's still like that, except you won't talk to me. You won't trust me. We can't talk. It's not a broken heart. It's a missing heart.
And we were so convinced that we would be okay. That we were different than everyone else.
Today, while in the car to AL, I decided to soundtrack my movie (that I haven't written). I came to the conclusion that, instead of having a professional soundtrack it, I just want to reassemble the Seckman Dominance Program. Quartet, Jazz I, Symphonic Band. YOU KNOW.
Brett and Jordan will arrange the pieces.
If I need something modern, Rory can make in FL Studio.
Like, I'll have a few pop songs, but I'm not going to use a lot.