Anyway

1996

So I stand at the station watching each and every train pass by

Reminiscing like an old woman, hanging on every word before goodbye

Reality, like a dose of bad medicine, is hard to swallow, like the pain

Time is too fast to go by, no one ever takes a train

Do you sit and remember me, or is the imprint alone in my mind

Or do I hold fate like a metronome, ticking away once upon a time

And like a child I stand wishing on you like the nearest distant star

And with the aid of my heart’s telescope it just doesn’t seem that far

And I love on anyway

And pretend on another day

And you’re not coming back and still here I hang

And I love you anyway

And your ghost comes around every now and again

Rekindling the flames of some long ago friend

You’re not coming back, and still here I hang

On what might have been

Even with much time passing, a broken heart still just needs more time to heal sometimes. To be honest, it took me a very long time to heal my heart after this break-up. Several years actually. Many of my lyric and poems are based on this break-up. While I was still trying to move on with my life, that nagging hope that he would one day walk back into my world just haunted me. I let it mess up a few potentionally wonderful relationships. But what do you do? You're ready when you are ready. This is one of just those nagging moments that appear out of the blue and catch you off guard. I think when you break up on positive terms (in this case he was accepted into a college far away, and I couln't have been more proud of him even though losing him hurt) it is almost more difficult than when you end a relationship on negative ones.

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