The DU Lounge
Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsLost loves
I was listening to "Olde Lang Syne" the other day and thinking of the "might have beens". I've got two. Not "two that got away" but "two I'm sorry didn't work out". I'm with someone with whom I'm happy but there are two, one of whom I still communicate, that are in the class of "wish it had worked out". It is a strange place because of course it "didn't " work out. Even more so, now that I'm happy, it is clear how it never would have been "right". But just as when I was involved, there is this huge draw to try to make it be so, even though it never would have been.
I suspect I am drawn to music about this... well... because of this.
flotsam
(3,268 posts)tymorial
(3,433 posts)My favorite Croce song
flotsam
(3,268 posts)mr_lebowski
(33,643 posts)And it can still bring tears to my eyes ... in fact, it just did.
So ... yeah ... I know what you're saying ...
I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures
Are all I can feel
Remembering you standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
We screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go
Remembering you fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the gloom
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering you how you used to be
Slow-drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes ...
But I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you
But never held on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart ...
My pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
... my pictures of you