I think I did not listen to this song for quite a long time. But tonight, after the discussion we have had today, I was singing this song while driving home. And for the first time after years I decided to listen to it, to keep it all in my mind and I found it very close to what we did.
I am sorry darling. I am really sorry for the whole mess we did. I did my best, please believe me. I did my best to try to forget the lies but so far I have been unable to. And now I can not afford another arrow in my heart and considering the past the risk is too high for my heart. The last time I have tried to let me go, I received a very hurting arrow that almost killed me. It was in a form of a small but very important lie.
I remember perfectly where I was, what I was doing and what I felt the whole night. And in the morning the waiter asked me if I was ok because I could not sleep the whole night. The worst weekend I can remember in the last year.
I am really sorry darling, I hope one day you will understand.
"We never talked about it
But I hear the blame was mine
I’d call you up to say I’m sorry
But I wouldn’t want to waste your time
’cos I love you, but I can’t take any more
There’s a look I can’t describe in your eyes
Yes we could try, like we tried before
When you kept on telling me those lies
Do you remember...?
There seemed no way to make up
’cos it seemed your mind was set
And the way you looked it told me
It’s a look I know I’ll never forget
You could’ve come over to my side
You could’ve let me know
You could’ve tried to see the distance between us
But it seemed too far for you to go.
Do you remember...?
Through all of my life
In spite of all the pain
You know people are funny sometimes
’cos they just can’t wait
To get hurt again
Do you remember...?
There are things we won’t recall
Feelings we’ll never find
It’s taken so long to see it
Cos we never seemed to have the time
There was always something more important to do
More important to say
But I love you wasn’t one of those things
And now it’s too late
Do you remember...?"
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Through all of my life
In spite of all the pain
You know people are funny sometimes
’cos they just can’t wait
To get hurt again
It's late and all I can focus on are these lines...I mirror there.
Masochism??
’cos I love you, but I can’t take any more
There’s a look I can’t describe in your eyes
Yes we could try, like we tried before
When you kept on telling me those lies
That's the worst part...when you love someone and you know you cannot trust that love and you cannot trust yourslef loving that person. It makes you feel such a fool and so alone...
Despite the pain, yes, we keep on taking everythign inside...but Noodles, isn't that what love asks people like us to do? Is the sacrifice something we believe make it all more elegant and worthy to be lived?
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