One of the best things about Christmastime in LA is that a horn quartet from Salvation Army plays music at the west end of Union Station every morning. They just stand at the end of the tunnel while rush hour commuters shuffle, stroll, or speedwalk by. Of course, they are there for donations, but they play regardless of how much they get paid and it makes me smile whenever I get the auditory reminder that they will be at the end of the hall when I get there.
334/365
Don’t say a word…
The last one’s still stingin’
Sensitive. Yes, it’s true.
Alligator tears, cried over you.
Run around on me?
I’d sooner die without.
Come back to kiss my dear
Come back to face my fears
It can’t be worse than war
…
Lean into the bell and press
You’re in a brand new dress I’ve never seen before
But then you say
That you gave your heart away
But then you say
That I shouldn’t have returned
So I turn my face
And go
Being forced into a contemplative mood today I was thinking about long term relationships (about 1.5+ years qualifies as “long term” in my book). I was thinking about how you can be with someone for such a long time and at some point, it stops being what it was when it started and turns into something that you no longer enjoy. Maybe it never really worked to begin with but it just took a long time to realize the mistake. Sometimes you can pin point the moment, thing, or number of things that made the relationship stop working. Sometimes you have no idea and are too tired to figure it out.
There was a beginning and an end. Then there was all the time spent in between, was it worth it? Was it a waste?What was the longest relationship you’ve been in and why did it end?
