Linked. Thats what i am. Linked, connected with her music. Her words, her experiences. Everything she wrote I have experienced. Everything I've gone through she's put to music. Its always the same, I don't go looking for songs to describe my feelings; they always find me. The most commonplace settings yeild yet another feeling of mine immortalized in song. a movie night showed me Both sides now, a K. D. Lang cd showed me Case of you. And the latest masterpeice brought to my attention through the cacophony of everyday life? Sometimes I'm happy. a simple song, a song i could have written. But Joni wrote it first.its discouraging and encouraging at the same time.To have all your inner words put out on paper and to music for you makes you feel like theres nothing left for you to do. But at the same time you realize your words have potential.
this is the reason i broke up with him in the first place. because it was so much stress and it just seemed hopeless. i know that's a harsh word but its true. he's got so much on his plate and i dont want any more on mine. i have my own set of worries i need to take care of. but i cant just turn him away. the way he opened up to me...it litteraly moved me to tears. i feel his dispair, his depression. he has nothing. but i dont want him to have no one too. at the moment i feel thats all i can do; give him the comfort of knowing that i'm here for him, that he has me. contrairy to his beleifs he hasnt lost me. if he really had, i wouldnt have seen him yestrerday, or tuesday, or any times before that. we wouldnt have acted or talked the way we did if he'd truley lost me. his words stung because i felt his pain through them. his feelings soaking the words and turning them a different colour. i never told him to get the fuck out of my life, but it hurt to know thats how he fe
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