Just when you thought it was safe
Feb. 27th, 2004 11:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whiski_sourThere's a certain song that I associate with a boy I dated for a little while. That song became incredibly painful to hear after we broke up.
It became a natural reflex to switch radio stations when it came on. I'd hear the first few notes and immediately switch stations or turn it off or something.
Five years later, I STILL change the radio station when it comes on. And, I'm not sure if it's because it's still painful or if it's because it's become habit.
That song came on the radio tonight. And, I made myself listen to it. Five years later, I still knew all the words. I sang along. It wasn't painful to hear it. The memories had dulled over time; they lacked the impact they used to have. But, there's still something unpleasant about hearing it. Something uncomfortable. Something that made my blood run cold and tears form in my eyes. Like now it's permanently connected with the memory of this boy who broke my heart and it's spoiled the song beyond salvation.
And, that's unfortunate.
I used to really love that song.
*sighs* Now that we've gone down that thorn laiden memory lane...
Not going to be on AIM tonight. I need to get to bed early because I've got to go watch Hammie tomorrow. Hopefully, she'll want to watch Finding Nemo because I still haven't seen that movie and I think I probably should.
It became a natural reflex to switch radio stations when it came on. I'd hear the first few notes and immediately switch stations or turn it off or something.
Five years later, I STILL change the radio station when it comes on. And, I'm not sure if it's because it's still painful or if it's because it's become habit.
That song came on the radio tonight. And, I made myself listen to it. Five years later, I still knew all the words. I sang along. It wasn't painful to hear it. The memories had dulled over time; they lacked the impact they used to have. But, there's still something unpleasant about hearing it. Something uncomfortable. Something that made my blood run cold and tears form in my eyes. Like now it's permanently connected with the memory of this boy who broke my heart and it's spoiled the song beyond salvation.
And, that's unfortunate.
I used to really love that song.
*sighs* Now that we've gone down that thorn laiden memory lane...
Not going to be on AIM tonight. I need to get to bed early because I've got to go watch Hammie tomorrow. Hopefully, she'll want to watch Finding Nemo because I still haven't seen that movie and I think I probably should.
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Date: 2004-03-05 12:30 am (UTC)Nemo's gorgeous, honestly.
WL,
Missy
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Date: 2004-03-05 06:28 am (UTC)