My Pandora played our song today: Rather Be. It wasn't really "our song," because there never really was an us. But it was a song that was special to us, and you may not think I noticed (trust me--I always notice). I remember walking down Varsity Terrace. I was sad because I thought I was going to lose you (but you didn't know that yet. all you knew was that I was sad).
You asked me if I was ok for about the fifteenth time that day. Of course I said I was. What else could I say?
You Stopped. The whole group stopped to watch us, surprised.
"No, you aren't. What's wrong?"
I couldn't talk about it. You hummed Rather Be.
That's why it's our song. You always hummed or sang it when I was upset. I don't believe for a second that you didn't know what you were doing.
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