You shouldn’t come
around here anymore. I tell you. This way lies heartbreak – that’s what it says
in big bold letters on the door too, don’t you see. But then you only see what you
want to. I guess that’s what I came to love about you. It drove me nuts
sometimes, your short-sightedness, your belief and your passion. You saw things
in ultra-HD, even when you didn’t see more than 10 feet in front and five
minutes into the future. You were prepared to risk it all, which surprised and maybe
even scared the ever-loving hell out of country boy me.
Anyway, its done
and you’ve gone moved on. And it’s me that stuck between wanting and just
simply being stuck. See, I did something stupid. You left and I couldn’t see my
way around the map of happiness I carried in my head. I got a little pissed (well a lot pissed) and
then took a long swim (and you know I can’t swim). And honestly, I was good
with that. I was done with this side anyway and I was mostly good, not to you I
know, but apart from that. But, you see, the gatekeeper seems to be
old-fashioned… and I need you to forgive
me. I have told him (and told him) that you don’t know that I was dead and
anyway it does feel like blackmail to say that you are holding me back. But the
gatekeeper is stubborn as hell (a small joke, don’t tell him). It been six
months and here it feels like forever. I am really getting antsy. You don’t
need to write or anything, which would not be possible anyway. If you think it,
the gatekeeper will know – he says that and I think he cannot lie.
She woke up with a start. She had fallen asleep on the
sofa with the TV running again. Glanced at the phone, it was past one. She
really needed to get to bed. Instead she padded to the fridge and took out a
can of ginger ale. Sat on the ledge and took a welcome sip. She felt all funny
and thirsty. Took out the phone and signed on to Facebook. He hadn’t posted any
update for more than seven months. She wished him well, she did. She
smiled to herself and unfriended him. Time to move on.
She felt a sigh. Maybe she sighed herself. It was late.
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I don't know why I listen to these songs. Maybe cause lyrics don't matter sometimes?
1. Soda Stereo - Disco Eterno. The only Argentine band I know. And I freaking love this song. Smooth and psychedelic, kind of how best 'shrooms would feel I guess? Check out the live version as well.
2. Santana - Oye como va. It's Santana of course.
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Prince wrote Nothing Compares 2U.
