Tuesday, March 04, 2008
You can better understand a situation when you've detached from, given time to, compared to similar circumstances, and revisited the situation.
I took a visit back in time today. I open my box that I keep important things that I've come across over the years. Inside was a ton of memories that I haven't even thought about for awhile. I had a card, an old j-walking ticket, a $50 savings bond, a bullet, and a knife passed down by my grandpa. None was more impacting as the few random letters I had occupying space.
Some of the letters were from someone I thought might have been "The One" for a time. For one reason or another we never seem to have had either the opportunity or the audacity to start something up. The letters were mostly about that timing. I rarely talk to her anymore.
The second was a poem I received from a girl that really wasn't significant to me. If there's any theme to what our relationship was, it's summed up in the story of when I went through her purse. While she was in the bathroom during our movie date I found the poem she claimed to write printed from a webpage of another author. I got over our break up in the span of a lawn mowing.
The third is the cliche. Although at the time it seemed the proverbial engagement, it proved to be the chaff burned up in the fire. These letters were all from the beginning of the relationship and that's what gave them their significance to me. I realized just how young we were. And how the rest of the relationship was just the withering of our initial fire. With a torch the size of us, it takes a great deal of smothering to put out. We burned for each other. In retrospect it was purely infatuation. When your young you make promises you can never keep. You promise to love someone forever. You tell them that you'll always be there for them. We've haven't keep them in years, I wonder how long its been in our minds.
I took a visit back in time today. I open my box that I keep important things that I've come across over the years. Inside was a ton of memories that I haven't even thought about for awhile. I had a card, an old j-walking ticket, a $50 savings bond, a bullet, and a knife passed down by my grandpa. None was more impacting as the few random letters I had occupying space.
Some of the letters were from someone I thought might have been "The One" for a time. For one reason or another we never seem to have had either the opportunity or the audacity to start something up. The letters were mostly about that timing. I rarely talk to her anymore.
The second was a poem I received from a girl that really wasn't significant to me. If there's any theme to what our relationship was, it's summed up in the story of when I went through her purse. While she was in the bathroom during our movie date I found the poem she claimed to write printed from a webpage of another author. I got over our break up in the span of a lawn mowing.
The third is the cliche. Although at the time it seemed the proverbial engagement, it proved to be the chaff burned up in the fire. These letters were all from the beginning of the relationship and that's what gave them their significance to me. I realized just how young we were. And how the rest of the relationship was just the withering of our initial fire. With a torch the size of us, it takes a great deal of smothering to put out. We burned for each other. In retrospect it was purely infatuation. When your young you make promises you can never keep. You promise to love someone forever. You tell them that you'll always be there for them. We've haven't keep them in years, I wonder how long its been in our minds.
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