Showing posts with label parting sweet sorrow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parting sweet sorrow. Show all posts

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Parting Is Such A Sweet Sorrow

This is so wierd-two blog entries in one day!
Anyways, I have to share a song with the world, that no one really listens to anymore. I don't think I've ever mentioned this, but I am really fond of old music. I really like old songs by Bryan Adams and Richard Marx etc. This is one song that I was listening to and I really wanted to share.


Song lyrics | Right Here Waiting lyrics

It doesn't get anymore romantic and sweet than this. I would love to slow dance to this song, but since no one my age even knows this song, that's pretty much NEVER going to happen.

If I were to write a story to this song, it would go something like this:

A boy and a girl have been friends for a really long time. As they grow up, the slowly drift apart until they no longer talk at all. When they graduate, the go to separate colleges. A year after they finish, they meet in a coffee shop and quickly become friends again. The man has a girl friend but the woman does not. She realizes that she's fallen in love with him, and tells him this. The man gets scared and can't say anything but, 'I have a girlfriend.' The woman is broken hearted and when her job offers her a opportunity to move away, she does. The man realizes he loves her too, but he is too late, and she refuses to come back. So, he writes this song, and sends it to her. She doesn't come back yet, but she knows that in time, they'll be together, and when they are, it'll be forever.

Maybe I've heard this story somewhere before or something, but if you ask me it fits.

I'm slightly bugged right now, because I have to go 'tidy up.' AARRRGHHHH! Thats the thing I hate the most-cleaning...or actually chores inside the house. Couldn't I paint the outside or something instead?

Another quote of the day:

We meet fellow humans throughout our travels,
Become close - friends, dates, lovers.
Always we are distanced again
from death, geography, or meeting others,
Only dialtone on the phone,
cold and empty beneath the covers.

--- From "Parting is such sweet sorrow", by Patri Friedman


So, See you later alligators! (All together now-"In a while Crocodile!")