You cry out in your sleep - all my failings expose. _x000D_ There's a taste in my mouth, as desperation takes hold_x000D_ Just that something so good just can't function no more. _x000D_ When love, love will tear us apart again.
Ian CurtisRead
When routine bites hard, and ambitions are low. When resentment rides high, but emotion won't grow...and we're changing our ways, taking different roads. Love will tear us apart.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the struggles of love amidst emotional turmoil and life changes.
Ian Curtis's quote speaks to the complexities of love when faced with the challenges of routine, low ambitions, and heightened resentment. It suggests that love can be strained by dissatisfaction in life and the inability to grow emotionally, ultimately leading to separation and change in relationships.
Themes
LoveRelationshipsChangeEmotionsAmbition
In practice
Example use cases
This quote can be used in a discussion about the challenges faced in long-term relationships during difficult times.
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