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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nerfherder" data-source="post: 3525078" data-attributes="member: 18305">For the sad times, Dry Your Eyes by The Streets.  It captures the moment of being dumped so perfectly that I choke up when I hear it:So then I move my hand up from down by my side It's shakin’, my life is crashin’ before my eyes Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh ‘Cause I can’t imagine my life without you and me There’s things I can’t imagine doin’, things I can’t imagine seein’ It weren't supposed to be easy, surely Please, please, I beg you please She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she’s blessed with She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures By pushin’ my hand away to my chest, from hers For optimism, Drive by Incubus.  It also reminds me of a special woman in my life.It's driven me before, it seems to be the way That everyone else get around Lately, I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself, my light is found Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there With open arms and open eyes yeah </blockquote>