Its been almost 15 months since she walked out the door, and out of my life, almost a year and a half, feels like a lifetime..
Came home tonight, wanting to listen to a certain song, I cant even remember what song it was, but it was by her favorite band, and that meant pulling out the one thing that I couldnt bring myself to throw away of hers, the day she moved out.
Ive been sitting on this item for almost 2 years now, it was in my stack of things, something inconsequintial, but we knew where it was, and when she left, she forgot it, and trust me, when I threw out the shit that she left, it was less than a trash bag, she was that fucking thorough in packing her stuff up..
I havent been able to throw this item away, for some reason, I knew that it would come in handy one day, and it also served as a bittersweet reminder, on top of the memories, of our time together.
I can clearly remember the day that I made it, I had a friend come up to dillon, he came up to spend the weekend, and brought its original along, and when he got there, I made a copy of it. It was cool, cause, I had just got the program that allowed me to make labels on top of burning, and so, I went all out, I mean, all I did was print up a label with the name, and title, but she was happy, one because she got a copy, and two, cause I made it for her.
If youve never hear Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers, I suggest you look into them, its the spin off band of the Refreshments, and they rock.
They were her favorite band, to the point where she would take road trips to see them, and everytime they were in town, they remembered her, from the first time that they had met her.
Almost 15 months later, and I can listen to this cd, its a band release bootleg, called reel to real, its all I have left of her, and in all out actuality, not my favorite disc, but it will do.
Its amazing how the human mind will let go, and strive on, you go through what you think is hell, and survive, become stronger, sometimes wiser, and live.
Its nice to be at this point, where I can listen to this cd, I thought that there would be a sting there, but its actually quite nice, almost as to say fuck you, I moved on, and am better without you..
"Baby, you and I were a beautiful disaster"
Came home tonight, wanting to listen to a certain song, I cant even remember what song it was, but it was by her favorite band, and that meant pulling out the one thing that I couldnt bring myself to throw away of hers, the day she moved out.
Ive been sitting on this item for almost 2 years now, it was in my stack of things, something inconsequintial, but we knew where it was, and when she left, she forgot it, and trust me, when I threw out the shit that she left, it was less than a trash bag, she was that fucking thorough in packing her stuff up..
I havent been able to throw this item away, for some reason, I knew that it would come in handy one day, and it also served as a bittersweet reminder, on top of the memories, of our time together.
I can clearly remember the day that I made it, I had a friend come up to dillon, he came up to spend the weekend, and brought its original along, and when he got there, I made a copy of it. It was cool, cause, I had just got the program that allowed me to make labels on top of burning, and so, I went all out, I mean, all I did was print up a label with the name, and title, but she was happy, one because she got a copy, and two, cause I made it for her.
If youve never hear Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers, I suggest you look into them, its the spin off band of the Refreshments, and they rock.
They were her favorite band, to the point where she would take road trips to see them, and everytime they were in town, they remembered her, from the first time that they had met her.
Almost 15 months later, and I can listen to this cd, its a band release bootleg, called reel to real, its all I have left of her, and in all out actuality, not my favorite disc, but it will do.
Its amazing how the human mind will let go, and strive on, you go through what you think is hell, and survive, become stronger, sometimes wiser, and live.
Its nice to be at this point, where I can listen to this cd, I thought that there would be a sting there, but its actually quite nice, almost as to say fuck you, I moved on, and am better without you..
"Baby, you and I were a beautiful disaster"
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
gingerlie:
hah i live with my boyfriend, but comming home to kitties is much more exicting for me. 
tarbaby:
i still haven't moved on...is there hope for me???