Anybody who knows me well
Will know music is my refuge
I don't play music
I just have an eclectic collection and taste
Music has taken on many meanings today
I've shared my music with both of my spouses
They seemed to enjoy my tastes
With this love comes memories
Many songs I can't play anymore
For spouse #1 Tracy
Joe Jackson's " the other me"
Was a song I could not listen to without sobbing
Added to that list is one more former spouse #2 Terria
Perhaps a dozen songs that I can no longer play
Throw out Style council and Theory of a Deadman
These songs take me to places that were happy, now abandoned warehouses in my head
The fact that i shared many of the same songs with both
Makes my double failure that much more poignant
I stopped finding new music around 2012
Nothing new is worth my efforts
Do i play my old songs
Runaway from a few
Hold onto memories just take away the song
A stretch of highway or a favorite restaurant?
I'm conflicted in my choices
The bad one's I've made
The songs and eateries I can't be a part of
Waiting for a call? But I have a good friend
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