I was a sophomore in high school. He was a junior. I had the biggest crush on him. He had huge brown eyes and wavy brown hair that hung to his shoulders. He looked like a Caravaggio painting. We sat at the top of the bleachers in the gym and he recited these lyrics to me:
It’s savage and it’s cruel
And it shines like destruction
Comes in like the flood
And it seems like religion
It’s noble and it’s brutal
It distorts and deranges
And it wrenches you up
And you’re left like a zombie
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you so
It’s an obsession
Plus, Anne Lennox in that suit and those gloves. Yum.
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