Paul left for Vegas yesterday morning for 10 days. Saturday morning I get to join him for the weekend.
Yesterday was one of the worst days I've had in a long time for lots of reasons. Last night at work was the worst night I've ever had working at the bar. After we cleaned up this morning I couldn't drive home to lie awake in my empty bed. I just drove around with my thoughts until I was too tired, and now here I am. The Garden State soundtrack is the perfect music to calm me. There's a Colin Hay song on there that really hits home. And this morning while I drove around aimlessly and listened to it, it kept bring me back to the same thing.
I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
It's amazing how when you've put old loves to rest, no matter how horrible the reasons were for taking seperate paths, you still make a place for them in your heart, and things like hearing that song or whatever else get you doing something you never thought you'd do no matter how much you've changed or how happy you've become with those changes- it gets you missing them. But it's a happy kind of missing, not an I want you back kind of missing. That's all.
Having said that, now I think I can actually sleep.
Yesterday was one of the worst days I've had in a long time for lots of reasons. Last night at work was the worst night I've ever had working at the bar. After we cleaned up this morning I couldn't drive home to lie awake in my empty bed. I just drove around with my thoughts until I was too tired, and now here I am. The Garden State soundtrack is the perfect music to calm me. There's a Colin Hay song on there that really hits home. And this morning while I drove around aimlessly and listened to it, it kept bring me back to the same thing.
I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
It's amazing how when you've put old loves to rest, no matter how horrible the reasons were for taking seperate paths, you still make a place for them in your heart, and things like hearing that song or whatever else get you doing something you never thought you'd do no matter how much you've changed or how happy you've become with those changes- it gets you missing them. But it's a happy kind of missing, not an I want you back kind of missing. That's all.
Having said that, now I think I can actually sleep.
~Trilo~