I just found out that Clair de Lune is the third movement in the composition Suite Bergamasque by Claude Debussy. It’s also inspired by a poem by Paul Verlaine of the same name. I’ve always been familiar with the song. It was reintroduced to me through an episode of Malcolm in the Middle (I know, right? How did that happen?). This song has me weeping. Though sweet in melody, envisioning light touches of the piano keys, I feel an overwhelming sadness. It’s tune, for me, paints a picture of a love that cannot happen. A love that exists, that is full, that is brimming… but somehow, cannot come to fruition or is not allowed for whatever reason. And because it cannot be, it (or the person) then must die.