Tuesday, June 11, 2013

AGES PAST

So I'm going through my laptop and I find this. Is it not amazing how when something ends we forget about it as if that period of our lives never happened?


“ I think I love,
Every single little crack on your face.
I think I love,
Even our most casual embrace.
Don’t have to try,
Cos I’ve made up my mind.
Baby, I think I love you today.

Remember that time,
You threw a can of beer at me like a stone.
You drunk too much wine,
And threw up in the taxi cab on the way home.
Looked like a mess,
But, I must confess.
Baby, I think I love you today.

When I think what we do.
If I could only say to you (yeah).
All of these things,
Well do I dare, and
Would you care?

I think I love,
Every time you honour me with a kiss.
I think I love,
Well, there where just a million things I could list.
Should let you know,
But, maybe, tomorrow.
Baby I think I love you today. ”

If ever I could find a metphor for my life, this would be it. Not my life as an individual, or part of a family, but my life with you. It is sometimes hard to find the words to adequately express how I feel about you and yet, this song embodies who we are, along with so many of our memories. When you ‘dedicated’ this song to me, I would never have thought that it would hold the significance then, that it does now. 

Right now I’m sitting in Starbucks (upstairs) waiting for you to show your brilliant face but so far, nothing. Every now and again I’ll see someone coming up the stairs, I turn to look, but every time I do, I’m disappointed, so I decided to stop and just write this. I guess I’ll see you at twelve.

Back to my story. This all started because I used PHOTO BOOTH to check my hair. I was checking that my hair was all good, when I randomly decided to flip through all the photos of us I haven’t looked at in a while. While doing this, this song came on and I nearly started crying. Not because you are not with me, but, because in those photos, I can see the happiness I was feeling in my eyes. Happiness, that, in this moment, I can’t feel at all. Those moments seem like years ago. However, I know that when you are holding me in your arms three and a half hours from now, I will regain that feeling. The feeling of unconditional love coming off your being and nourishing my soul; the love that makes all my troubles seem so small. I LOVE YOU...