Someone recently asked me, "which songs make you cry?"
To which I responded, "hmm?"
Only to have him show me a Blondie song with a beautiful bass line. His eyes teared up.
it was beautiful.
I loved seeing him that way. This way I've never seen him.
Sad emotions that have something wonderful to say.
So then I thought, and I remembered.
Nights driving in my car, my heart broken, a mixed cd in the stereo and my eyes flooded with salty tears; the music washing over me and my heart feeling like it could burst.
Fists trembling, cheeks pink and sticky.
all alone, all alone, all along.
again, breathing for one.
silly plans broken; loss of appetite.
take it in.
feeling emotions so strong, it only proves you are human.
to hate hate hate, and love the sadness. poetic.
feel it in your veins, your finger tips, your ribcage.
this, this is what it feels like to be alive.
a simple compromise. to feel so saddened. but to be alive.
you are alive.
breathing. blood vessels in-tact. to hear such sweet music with such a broken heart, no wonder the tears come so easily. this lovely awful paradox.
shaking, crying, feeling so small, in the same place; that same car, where nights were spent, just the two of you. you'd lean the front seats back and relax on his chest and try to get comfortable in an awkward space. at 3 am. in a convenience-store parking lot. listening to the weepies and singing quietly along dedicating every word to him.
and feeling like you could cry then, too.
in the passenger's seat, he's just a ghost now.
so happy then, and not even knowing what lie ahead; all this sorrow.
heartache.
silly, silly, silly.
complete opposite emotions. you think back, you could never feel so alive as you did then.
well,
this is it.
just now. the music; shaking; dark blue skies and black surroundings.
you are alive again.
just this time by yourself.
here are some songs, please enjoy. if you've got some time, kick back, eh?
maybe you wont understand. or maybe you will completely.
perhaps more than one tear dropped while writing and compiling this.
now you know.
To which I responded, "hmm?"
Only to have him show me a Blondie song with a beautiful bass line. His eyes teared up.
it was beautiful.
I loved seeing him that way. This way I've never seen him.
Sad emotions that have something wonderful to say.
So then I thought, and I remembered.
Nights driving in my car, my heart broken, a mixed cd in the stereo and my eyes flooded with salty tears; the music washing over me and my heart feeling like it could burst.
Fists trembling, cheeks pink and sticky.
all alone, all alone, all along.
again, breathing for one.
silly plans broken; loss of appetite.
take it in.
feeling emotions so strong, it only proves you are human.
to hate hate hate, and love the sadness. poetic.
feel it in your veins, your finger tips, your ribcage.
this, this is what it feels like to be alive.
a simple compromise. to feel so saddened. but to be alive.
you are alive.
breathing. blood vessels in-tact. to hear such sweet music with such a broken heart, no wonder the tears come so easily. this lovely awful paradox.
shaking, crying, feeling so small, in the same place; that same car, where nights were spent, just the two of you. you'd lean the front seats back and relax on his chest and try to get comfortable in an awkward space. at 3 am. in a convenience-store parking lot. listening to the weepies and singing quietly along dedicating every word to him.
and feeling like you could cry then, too.
in the passenger's seat, he's just a ghost now.
so happy then, and not even knowing what lie ahead; all this sorrow.
heartache.
silly, silly, silly.
complete opposite emotions. you think back, you could never feel so alive as you did then.
well,
this is it.
just now. the music; shaking; dark blue skies and black surroundings.
you are alive again.
just this time by yourself.
here are some songs, please enjoy. if you've got some time, kick back, eh?
maybe you wont understand. or maybe you will completely.
perhaps more than one tear dropped while writing and compiling this.
now you know.
(normally not a huge fan of Say Anything, this song is wonderful. The song speaks of a couple during World War II, hiding from Nazi's. He says even if they get caught he'll still think of her every day and if he gets killed, her love will fill him as warm as the bullets. She'll be his last thought).
<3
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