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Sunday, March 06, 2005i am so ordinary.
i've come to realize that everything i'm feeling has been felt before. by me, by you, by someone. when you're hurting, you think that NO ONE has felt this way before. you think there's NO WAY you'll get through this one. lies. how did i come to discover this? well, let me tell you.
at any given moment on any given day, i can listen any number of a large handful of songs that can very accurately express what i am feeling. these people don't know me. how do they know EXACTLY how i'm feeling? it's easy. everyone's been there. i tell myself that my situation is SO FUCKING UNIQUE, but i fail to remember that the emotions attached to the situation are not unique. i've felt them before. i'm sure i'll feel them again. i think instead of trying to blog, i'm just going to post lyrics. at least the song lyrics won't lie. because i always lie here. seriously. of course, i HATE those goddamned fifteen-year-old girls who post lyrics all day.. but I promise, if I start doing it, you can at least be sure you won't be seeing any ani difranco or fiona apple. audio: cranberries- linger
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I know that hearts were loving long before I was here,
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and I’m not the first to ever cry in my bed or in my beer. There were songs before there was radio of love that stays and love that goes they were writing melancholy tunes and tearful words that rhyme, before my time,before my time. There were songs in old dusty books of love that’s always been, sweet lovers in their glory who are now gone with the wind. Old fashioned love words spoken then, keep coming back around again. nothing’s changed except the names, their love burns just like mine, before my time,before my time. And in the dim of yesterday I can clearly see that flesh and blood cried out to someone as it does in me. And there was some old song that said, I love you till I die, before my time, before my time. But what the old time masters had, is what I feel for you, love is love and doesn’t change in a century or two. If someway they had seen and knew how it would be for me and you they’d wish for love like yours and they would wish for love like mine, before my time, before my time. - Johnny Cash (?) This just made me think of your post.. We are all ordinary if that means we are all "human". Emotions, actions, feelings, choices can all be repeated but I don't think ever in the *exact* same manner. Individuality is not false, but perhaps not as pervasive as we may like to think sometimes in this society :c) *hugs* It was so good to see you, hope things are going better for you. You are strong and incredible and you have been made that way from your unique and binding circumstance and resulting choices. I think you are an incredible woman and I am lucky to call you my friend. (sorry for the mega-note) |
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