"We are ugly, but we have the music"

The depth of my love for Leonard Cohen cannot be overstated. I feel lucky that I came to "Hallelujah," for example, fresh, before it had been picked up by every single show and movie, before it was on The OC, before it dotted every wedding. It was about the pain of love and filled a gap where my learnings about love left off -- the place where you sit in a cave and wonder why it hurts so bad sometimes. He met me there. He met all of us there.

But this isn't "Hallelujah." This is "Chelsea Hotel #2." One of my favorite Leonard Cohen songs of all time. He was a real poet. My words feel hollow next to his.