Why the hell do I torture myself like I do? Could someone please explain it to me.

No. 71 - Jessye Norman

One Valentine's Day I sent you a postcard of Jessye Norman--a black and white postcard. It was so cool! On the back I included a poem wondering if you would be able to translate the whole thing. I thought it was special. Maybe you did too. At least I noticed you had it on your stereo table when I visited last Thanksgiving didn't you? Ever wonder where it went? Probably not. Well, she's with me. I took her back. Along with my heart.