A year from now we’ll all be gone
All our friends will move away
And they’re going to better places
But our friends will be gone away
When you get older, I think the biggest thing you learn, is that you lose things that you care about. When you’re a kid, you always keep accumulating more friends, without really ever losing any. But when you start growing up, people start trickling away. Sometimes by choice, sometimes not. And sometimes you don’t even notice, and other times it hurts like hell. I think that dealing with loss is what defines you as a person, it shows your character, or lack thereof. I remember going through high school, and losing one of my best friends. When you lose someone when you’re that young, it changes your perspective, and it never really changes back. I remember graduating high school, and I was ready to move on, but I also realized that these people that I would see everyday for 12 years would suddenly just be gone. Best friends, friends, acquaintances, rivals, just….gone. You saw people try to grasp and hold on as if that was the best part of their lives, and there were those who didn’t care at all. I was somewhere in between, and it was then that I recognized the genius of the word “bittersweet”.
Nothing is as it has been
And I miss your face like Hell
And I guess it’s just as well
But I miss your face like Hell
And that’s how it goes. With the advent of Facebook and social media, it has gotten infinitely easier to keep up with someone. But keeping up with someone doesn’t hold a candle to a real relationship. To hear a laugh, to grab dinner, to languish in awkward silence, these are the things that friendships are made of. I can seem prickly when I meet new people, because a part of me thinks that I have enough friends, and it takes some convincing to let someone new into my life. That has often been to my detriment, but sometimes there are exceptions.
Been talking ’bout the way things change
And my family lives in a different state
And if you don’t know what to make of this
Then we will not relate
So if you don’t know what to make of this
Then we will not relate
You of course, were an exception. You blew in like a damn hurricane. I think you may have set some sort of record for becoming a part of my life. I was in a place where I was starting over, and you were just there all of a sudden. You breathed life into me, made me feel at home in a place that I didn’t necessarily know yet. Of course I fouled it up in my own inimitable way, but I think we’ve found our way back, however long it took.
Rivers and roads
Oh rivers and roads
Oh rivers ’til I reach you
I don’t think I ever told you that I love you. Not in that way, but in a way. Hopefully you understand that. So don’t be a stranger, come back to me every once in a while. Don’t lose yourself when you’re down under. I’ll miss you, and I’ll miss you even more fiercely every single time that I see something we would both snicker at. You know, because we’re both terrible people. Well, at least I’m terrible, you’re one of the amazing ones.
–The Head and The Heart