American pathetique

I remember reading where the singer/lyricist of Stabbing Westward, the band who does this song, once had a restraining order issued against him.

I was
never even remotely that out of control. No matter how much I could relate to the emotion in the following.

I Remember

do you ever wonder where
we would be if we had tried
a little harder
it seems like yesterday
that we were making plans
for the future

but its been so long
since I mourned the dreams
those dreams we left abandoned
and I'm haunted by your face
and the memory of your kisses
sweet kisses

do you remember

I still remember so much

I remember never feeling so alive

do you remember
I still can't forget your touch
we swore that we would never end
we knew our love transcended space and time


as memories separate
the ghost of what we were
is fading
but there is no more pain
which is funny cuz that night I was dying
I was dying

Now I don't mind thinking 'bout
the girl I swore that someday
I would marry
and I can't forget her face
and I can't forget her kisses
sweet kisses

do you remember

I still remember so much

I remember never feeling so alive

do you remember

I still can't forget your touch

we swore that we would never end

we knew our love transcended space and time

(musical interlude)

do you remember
I still remember so much

I remember never feeling so alive

do you remember

I still can't forget your touch
and how we swore that we would never be alone

do you remember
I still remember so much
I remember never feeling so alive
do you remember
cuz I still can't forget your touch
and how we swore that we would never end
we knew our love transcended space and time

we swore that we would never end

we knew our love transcended space and time

Do you remember
GOD I remember so much...


... I can't forget her kisses ... {sigh}

Gadz..! I'm 40 freakin' years old. I wish I was over being so... so pathetically
moved by that kind of song. More to the point, I want so much to find someone for whom the memories described about the early days of that relationship will always hold true. I am alot of silly things, but a playar ain't one of 'em.

{BIG-SIGH}

Oh well, maybe some Radiohead will cheer me up.

heheh {sigh} {-;

Comments

  1. Can I relate, or what?

    "Do you remember ... God I remember so much."

    That's MY problem. I remember so much. It can be hard for me to let go. I admit to having been so attached that there was in fact the mention of a restraining order ... but that was several years ago. And he was (unbeknownst to me at the time) a 'playar' ...

    And I'm smarter now.

    I think.

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  2. I'm sure you are m'Lady. You're reading me, aren't you?
    {-;

    merci for sharing. I know that, as a guy, I'm a wuss for postin' this kinda thang. I read an email daily from a guy named David DeAngelo. He says in order to hook up with beautiful women, you've got to always be Cocky and Funny.

    I think I got the funny down cold most of the time. It's who I am already. I just don't have any desire to fake cocky if I ain't feelin' it.

    I am utterly determined to meet for someone for those pathetic feelings in that song will come and go delightfully for the rest of my life.

    Yep. Wuss. w/e lol!

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  3. WARNING: A comment steeped in a stereotype to follow.

    Ok. I've never thought that it was hard for guys to meet beautiful women. I always thought the opposite! And, in Cleveland -- isn't the ratio of men to women something like 2,432 to 1?

    Don't ever think you are being a wuss for posting that! And anyone who would think that is not worth your time anyway.

    Your friend may be right though. My husband always says that girls tend to fall for the jerks. Sigh.

    Why is that?

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  4. Why the hekk are you married Blue Girl?! LOL! Regardless, I am totally happy for you and your guy. He's one lucky dude.

    I've met lots of beautiful women too. My best bud is one but best buds is all we be. {sigh} We like each other fine, but ... always seems to be a but...

    The biggest problem w/ those DeAngelo emails I get is that he's got no freakin' answer to the "why is that?" question. Just repeats that "it is..."

    I can be a jerk, but it's only when my integrity or someone's physical person is being challenged. Luckily (or because I've learned from past mistakes,) I don't run into much of either of those things any more.

    There's another guy, right here in C-town, who is experiencing a very similar conundrum in his life. My Boring Best is anything but boring, if you feel like taking a read. His site is visually quite a kick as well as being host to some quitely thoughtful posts.

    Happy Sunday BG! And thanks for the "warning". {-;

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