Sunrise

Sometimes there’s no pain worse than the pain from regret.  Usually I am able to let things go and move on, but this time it seems to be harder than ever.  I made a mistake, a very stupid mistake.  I had a great opportunity and let it pass me by because of fear.  Fear of love and fear of rejection.  I can’t take risks, and now I am stuck with the product of that weakness.  I’m trapped in the reality that I can never return to that time, and to be honest, it literally hurts my insides.

I’m missing something.  For so long, I have had my music carry me through life.  About a year ago, I started to feel that it wasn’t enough.   Then there was somebody who understood my soul musically, and I had a special feeling about that person.  No one had captured my soul like this person did.  No one else understood.  But now that person is gone, and no matter how one part of me tries to convince the other part that there is hope, deep down resides the knowledge that there is none.  Rather than realizing that the feeling was wrong, which is what my mind is trying to tell my “heart”, my heart continues to believe that person is the one for me.  Let’s call my heart Hope and my mind Frank.  Hope is the emotional and instinctual side of me.  Hope believes in magic and miracles and Love.  She believes in soul mates.  Frank also believes in Love, but his job is to put reality into the picture.  Frank Thinks this person is gone forever from my life and that I need to move on.  He believes there is no reason to keep pursuing something that will never happen; the person does not reciprocate the feelings, so what is the point?  Hope Feels that not all is lost.  She still feels that there is something very special about this guy, and that he is worth waiting for.  She doesn’t feel this way about any other guy, and cannot imagine feeling the same connection with anybody else. 

There is such a conflict between Hope and Frank right now.  I have no idea what to do. I suppose now’s the time to just breathe and try not to think about it too much, yet I catch myself thinking about it all of the time.  I wish I could adopt the “Out with the old, in with the new” idea, but I just cannot seem to grasp it or follow through with it.  I feel so helpless knowing I could have done something about it before, and now there is nothing I can do. 

A song that seems to pull a major love string is Sunrise by The Who.  Loss and soft sadness pours from that song. Some of those lyrics:

“Sometimes I fear that this will go on my life through
Each day I spend in an echoed vision of you
And then again I'll turn down love
Remembering your smile
My every day is spent
Thinking of you all the while”

These lyrics ring true.  I hate putting my feelings out there like this, but it is what it is, and I shouldn’t be hiding what’s going on from everybody.  I did that for far too long.

Anyway, on a happier note, the end of the semester is approaching!  I am so ready for winter break.  Christmas!  What a great time of year…The only complaint I have about it is –yes you guessed it –the cold!  The cold makes me want to either go down south like the birds in the winter, or cuddle up in bed with 5 blankets and eat all day.  I’m hoping winter break will give me time to read the 3 books I have lined up.  I have only read 1 book so far this entire semester!  That’s right, in the last 3 months I’ve read one book.  This college work is so crazy; things always seem to get more intense rather than chill out. 

My poem--

I lay here in my bed
Thoughts building upon each other
Thoughts of the past
Regret consumes me
The memories choose to stay
Powerless am I.
My mind will not mold into what I want,
My heart continues to ache.
I am filled up with you
Every day, I imagine those beautiful eyes
Vividly.
Darkness enters as memories flood in
Black veiling Blue.
You're not here,
You will never be here again.

Reality strikes like a knife
With knowledge of the truth
I put on the music and sigh
Feel the soul of the melody
The beautiful sadness of the harmony meeting it
The Unity.
Perfect pair of sounds
Like our souls.
If only I had extingushed the fear
Before our time ended
Before my chance expired.