Listen to the song “Restart” by Sam Smith when reading this blog…haha
“It was a Monday night when you told me it was over babe.”
You didn’t say it, you just didn’t show up, your communications got fewer and further apart. You kept saying she was just a friend but I knew. I knew. I mean she was messaging me saying something completely different.
“And by Friday night I knew that it would be okay.”
Within about a week, like I said I knew. I’ve been around the block a few times. I’m okay, right. I’m always okay, I have to be. The number one lesson my father taught was to take of myself always.
“Don’t say it was a good thing, Don’t say it was the right thing to do.”
You don’t know what the future was supposed to be or what it holds. Remember that night you were drinking and said you loved me? I do. We laughed about it and blew it off but it weighs on me right now. You know the whole “a drunk man speaks a sober man’s truth”. Who knows….for your sake I hope not. For me, it uplifted me and made me fly.
“Don’t say it was the best thing for both of us.”
I don’t feel like it was. I miss you terribly. I wanted so badly to hold you to your word of being there for me, but you can’t force someone to be somewhere they don’t want to be in mind or body. I just wanted you to give a little time to me. I can see now that it really wasn’t right for both of us but just not speaking at all, just not being friendly at all that’s not the best thing for me.
“When I’m the one playing the fool.”
It’s like you wanted me to be left here feeling awful.
“So just let me Restart”
I love this song by Sam Smith, don’t you? Most of his music is really quite lovely and really spot on for love and loss. I feel like my heart has hiccupped, do you know what I mean? When you cry so hard your sobs get that hiccup-like quality. It feels like that.
I wish you both love and happiness you’ll need it in today’s world obviously, I always find it so tragic that you have to break one heart to begin a flame in another.