Day 16: A song that has made you cry
I had to dig deep into the online journals of the world, but I found it … and the song. Isn’t it funny that one song could have caused you to becoming a sobbing puddle once and you can’t remember what the hell it was?
The Journal Entry:
I have been doing so well in my new found inner peace of not needing anyone until I found someone deserving. That I was going to be stronger. I was going to be less fragile. I would put up with less and demand more. I had gone for over a week without that inner pangs of not having a warm body beside me. Not once had I slid my open hand across the sheets in yearning that someone would be there. I hadn’t desperately stared into the darkness imagining that someone would be staring back. I was alone and I was at peace with that.
And as things usually do, it snuck up on me. Listening to the radio, a song that never comes on due to it’s probably ten years in age and I think it’s lack of on air popularity came on. I went as stiff as rigor mortise. I could feel the inner burning of my eye sockets ready to let loose. As clear as I could hear the song, I could hear him singing along quietly in my ear. I could feel him wrapped around me. The tightness of his cheek pressed on my shoulder. How I could be so naked, yet feel so protected.
Thankfully, it is a short song and it left as quickly as it had struck me to the core. I breathed deeply unsure if I was trying to savor the feeling it had brought or if I was trying to walk myself through it. I have to be stronger. I have to be less fragile. I have put up with less and demand more.