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Sep 29, 2009 11:29

How can one song have so many memories? First it was mine. Then it was mine so hard that I see her scooping me into her arms every time I hear it. She saved me every night when she discovered me there on the bed limp and unfocused. She would wake me up and take me out, coaxing me further from the bed. I wonder how it's possible I didn't know I loved her every moment, not just years ago, and not just now. Always. Then it became an anthem for him and my destruction. Two people in a twin bed curling up, saving space. He was asleep when it came on and I silently willed him to understand the words were sung by someone else and were meant for him. "I need you so much closer". I secretly put on the songs in your presence that I wish I could sing to you. I'm not singing to the world. I'm singing to you.
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