John Allen returns to the struggle of saying yes to what is and losing yet again, this time to love. This is not a story about a breakup. It is an elegy for an open wound. traced through memory, music, obsession and the body itself.

The heart break is never ending. The stakes are very high. This is the grail wound-a land laid waste where no birds sing- and the only thing that heals it is attention..

There is no advice here .No lesson, No moral. No finger wagging bullshit. There is only witness.