F: When you leave me, where do you go?

C: I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole
Defeated, I concede and
Move closer
I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness
How pitiful

Both lines are song lyrics from different songs. “Talking to Myself” is Flickie’s line, and “Reflection” is Catt’s.

I considered “Reflection” as my retort to “Talking to Myself” for a variety of reasons, one being that I don’t want to be this way. I don’t want “Talking to Myself” to be a song that reminds him of me.

I know, it’s probably a silly thing to think about, but it’s how my brain works.