a friend of mine once told me
of a way to remain independent and free
she said not to associate people with songs
unless you wish for nostalgia, lifelong
it’s too bad she told me too late
because it is only now that i can relate
at the time, it was absurd to assume
that i was actually dancing to my doom
you sang to me when i asked you to
my head on your chest, your heartbeat so true
the rest of the world didn’t matter to me
it was only you i could see
how stupid and naive i was
to give you so much trust
the start of something new, i thought,
was what this magnificent night brought
and every time i hear this song,
i remember our so long,
how we drifted slowly then all at once
and again i miss you tons
i thought i’d become crazy at first
now i’m convinced that i am cursed
everywhere i go i seem to hear
the song that brings me to tears
always, i hear your voice, so coarse,
singing the lyrics that mean i’ll be yours
and when the chorus hits, that’s my cue
i hum to the melody we danced to
though it’s over i always wonder
about me, do you ever ponder?
when you hear the music, what do you feel?
do you, too, miss me a great deal?
thoughts perpetually filled my head
and to this state of curiosity they have led
as the song played, i clung on to that hope
for a long time, it's what helped me cope
as i was about to sing the part of our duet
the music playlist suddenly reset
and that’s when i took it as a sign
to say goodbye, it was about time
until it plays again
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 7:19 AM UTC
a friend of mine once told me
of a way to remain independent and free
she said not to associate people with songs
unless you wish for nostalgia, lifelong
it’s too bad she told me too late
because it is only now that i can relate
at the time, it was absurd to assume
that i was actually dancing to my doom
you sang to me when i asked you to
my head on your chest, your heartbeat so true
the rest of the world didn’t matter to me
it was only you i could see
how stupid and naive i was
to give you so much trust
the start of something new, i thought,
was what this magnificent night brought
and every time i hear this song,
i remember our so long,
how we drifted slowly then all at once
and again i miss you tons
i thought i’d become crazy at first
now i’m convinced that i am cursed
everywhere i go i seem to hear
the song that brings me to tears
always, i hear your voice, so coarse,
singing the lyrics that mean i’ll be yours
and when the chorus hits, that’s my cue
i hum to the melody we danced to
though it’s over i always wonder
about me, do you ever ponder?
when you hear the music, what do you feel?
do you, too, miss me a great deal?
thoughts perpetually filled my head
and to this state of curiosity they have led
as the song played, i clung on to that hope
for a long time, it's what helped me cope
as i was about to sing the part of our duet
the music playlist suddenly reset
and that’s when i took it as a sign
to say goodbye, it was about time
until it plays again
we can't help but relate people to things. it's what brings out both the fondest and most agonizing of remembrances. at some point, we accept that those moments have become, simply, memories, and we go on with our lives. but when we see something that serves as a reminder of the experiences we shared with certain people we are trying to cut off, all the emotion floods back into our heads and hearts and we're back to square one. it's a vicious cycle of forgetting and remembering, and though it doesn't **** us, it doesn't make us stronger either. it weakens our hearts, because the degree of pain it brings is just as intense, every single time. and our hearts can only take so much grief.