If I Tell You My Heart Has Been Opened Wide...
She didn’t want to think it. She didn’t even want to let it enter her head because if it wasn’t true she couldn’t handle the heartbreak. Not again. So she pressed her hands to her face and tried desperately to go back to sleep, to drown out the clattering from that wonderful man in the other room. Tried to let the darkness fill her, carry her away, block out the noise of that nagging voice in her head. But it was still there. Pounding over and over. Repeating and repeating. And she couldn’t shake it.
/This is how you felt when you had Salome./