After you broke my heart, my life still goes on…
but in a completely different way.
I take the same bus but I listen to a different song.
While I’m on the bus, I look outside. I see the world in a totally different color.
I try to come up with a thought, so that it can be less painful.
Then my favorite song plays…
It’s so beautiful. I think. But I’m so sick of it.
I then move on to the next song. There it is my most favorite song.
I’m half way through it. I think… I’m so sick of it.
But… I keep on listening. And I find it so beautiful as always.
So I think… you might find other songs beautiful sometimes and you forget about your most favorite song for a while.
But not for long, you are going to find that the other songs aren’t so beautiful.
And you will desperately miss your old song.
It might make you sick sometimes but it will always please you and give you the same feeling just like when you heard it the first time.
I’m just trying to make myself feel better by thinking that.
I know… it’s not true.
Sometimes, the new song you find… makes you forget about the old one forever.
I know… but I don’t understand.