oh, joy

Posted Saturday, August 21, 2010 // 0 comments (+)

#200.
There are always those songs that you absolutely love. The ones that you come back to time and time again, year after year, even when everyone else has moved on, whenever you hear it you give a tiny little shout of joy in your head because you've always loved it so much. The songs with flawless instrumentals, voices that melt your heart and lyrics that you just get.

Then you meet someone. You meet someone of the other gender who is absolutely lovely. But what's this?! They love that song too! Oh you both love that song, you sing it together, and you grow closer. You dedicate the song to all the things you have in common that bind you in a relationship. Things like this lovely song that you simply cannot resist dancing too. Every time you hear the song, you are reminded of the other person that loves it just as much as you do. And when you hear it play on the radio as part of 'classics' you can imagine them dancing on the other side while you sing along (horribly, if I might add).
And then it happens.
Everything else you share in common seems to just fade away and is replaced by remorse for the feelings you felt for them. You begin by yelling at each other, and end by talking it out, hopefully resolving it. But if you're one of the unlucky people, you don't work it out. And you sever all connections you ever had with this person. All except that song.
So the next time you hear it on the radio, on youtube as a cover, or simply sung by a friend, you sing along. You sing along because you love it and everything about it and then you abruptly stop. Remembering all the pain you had with the person who shared this song with you. You listen for a little longer, memories rushing back and forth through your head. And then you become helplessly depressed and only two words spring to your mind.

Song. Ruined.