I think Taylor Swift's 'Back to December' is pretty good.
She's best at slow numbers.
Well, not that it's outstanding or anything, but I guess the reason why she is infamous is because her songs relate easily to everyone no matter what age, which gender, etc. Her lyrics are simple (really, even I could write better =)), but hey, slow songs should never be too bombastic in words. Leave that to literature. =) Also, it's meaningful enough and it reflects enough intensity in each line in the attempt to picture the whole message and expression that she feels at that one particular point of time for perhaps that someone. Broken hearts, moving on, hey, what's new right???
But well, I guess it's the whole package. She's simply a likable person, and I don't get that easily irritated (that quickly) when I hear her in the car. So she's good. Hahaha.
One song though, has got me thinking. That new song.
This verse especially.
Well, it's that time of the year now, December, where festive seasons ring the air, snow on the ground (on one part of the world), while it's streaking hot (on the other side of the world), while it still feels the same shitty hot in some parts (Malaysia, I mean) but it's still doesn't change 'that' time of the year. The time to forgive and forget. Soon it will be the closure of the month thus the year, and it perhaps most of us would do some reflecting about the happenings in the past 365 days. I, for one have nothing to regret about. It's been blissful. No regrets, but perhaps one.
It's sad to know that sometimes things don't go the way you want it to go, does it? And endings are not as beautiful as beginnings. But it's the way life patterns itself.
I picture sitting down in a coffee store, perhaps something like Secret Recipe or Coffee Bean. Having a casual and friendly "how are you" conversation, smiling across to the table like the past held no effect whatsoever to me. I picture that relief to see that grin smiling back at me, and the normal conversations that we could have over a cup of tea and coffee. Cake would not be a choice for this company. Crack some silly jokes along the way, no awkward stares, just simple, easy-going conversations that perhaps would last a few hours. No sensitive issues, just random, carefree, happy.
But I know it will never happen. Well yeah I know, I know that I am a strong advocate of "there is no such thing as never and forever" thing, but there are some things you just know for sure that the odds of it happening are close to none. Not that I want it to happen, but I want that relief feeling, to know, just to know that everything is fine, and that the past is just a fragment, a chapter of an already closed book. How long would it take?? 1 December? 2 Decembers?? I just need to know to lessen my guilt. That it is not a make-belief, that there is no..facade.. and that can only be seen when two sets of eyes lock into each other.
When my flight got delayed in my return journey to Kuala Lumpur from Perth airport, I looked in the huge glass mirrors and marveled at the giant planes, looking at each logo to signify the different airlines. I dislike delayed flights. It's agitating. Everyone was feeling so restless, I recalled. And then suddenly in the midst of boredom, I spotted a not-so-appealing air steward in that green MAS suit, (probably would be serving me later) walking out of the gate. Thereafter my thoughts drifted to a faraway space and time in the future. I picture myself traveling like this, like it was a lifestyle, like a job requirement and in the picture, I seem bored. Suddenly I see that familiar figure, and felt that pleasant surprise, saw that awfully familiar smile that I yearn to see, and perhaps a few lines of conversation.
But I know our future will not coincide in the future. Near or far.
I know great lengths are taken to ensure that does not happen.
But perhaps our future might intertwine. Perhaps in the time line of the universe and space, the universe would choose to be magnanimous, to let me see that smile.
Perhaps not.
There is guilt in my heart.
But there are some things that are best left at just the way it was.
I know. Because I'm happy now. And I wish the same, or if not, even more for the person.
Just a thought anyways. =)
lotsa love.
She's best at slow numbers.
Well, not that it's outstanding or anything, but I guess the reason why she is infamous is because her songs relate easily to everyone no matter what age, which gender, etc. Her lyrics are simple (really, even I could write better =)), but hey, slow songs should never be too bombastic in words. Leave that to literature. =) Also, it's meaningful enough and it reflects enough intensity in each line in the attempt to picture the whole message and expression that she feels at that one particular point of time for perhaps that someone. Broken hearts, moving on, hey, what's new right???
But well, I guess it's the whole package. She's simply a likable person, and I don't get that easily irritated (that quickly) when I hear her in the car. So she's good. Hahaha.
One song though, has got me thinking. That new song.
This verse especially.
I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life, tell me how's your family
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier then ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why
'Cause the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die
So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December all the time...
How's life, tell me how's your family
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier then ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why
'Cause the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die
So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December all the time...
Well, it's that time of the year now, December, where festive seasons ring the air, snow on the ground (on one part of the world), while it's streaking hot (on the other side of the world), while it still feels the same shitty hot in some parts (Malaysia, I mean) but it's still doesn't change 'that' time of the year. The time to forgive and forget. Soon it will be the closure of the month thus the year, and it perhaps most of us would do some reflecting about the happenings in the past 365 days. I, for one have nothing to regret about. It's been blissful. No regrets, but perhaps one.
It's sad to know that sometimes things don't go the way you want it to go, does it? And endings are not as beautiful as beginnings. But it's the way life patterns itself.
******************
I picture sitting down in a coffee store, perhaps something like Secret Recipe or Coffee Bean. Having a casual and friendly "how are you" conversation, smiling across to the table like the past held no effect whatsoever to me. I picture that relief to see that grin smiling back at me, and the normal conversations that we could have over a cup of tea and coffee. Cake would not be a choice for this company. Crack some silly jokes along the way, no awkward stares, just simple, easy-going conversations that perhaps would last a few hours. No sensitive issues, just random, carefree, happy.
But I know it will never happen. Well yeah I know, I know that I am a strong advocate of "there is no such thing as never and forever" thing, but there are some things you just know for sure that the odds of it happening are close to none. Not that I want it to happen, but I want that relief feeling, to know, just to know that everything is fine, and that the past is just a fragment, a chapter of an already closed book. How long would it take?? 1 December? 2 Decembers?? I just need to know to lessen my guilt. That it is not a make-belief, that there is no..facade.. and that can only be seen when two sets of eyes lock into each other.
When my flight got delayed in my return journey to Kuala Lumpur from Perth airport, I looked in the huge glass mirrors and marveled at the giant planes, looking at each logo to signify the different airlines. I dislike delayed flights. It's agitating. Everyone was feeling so restless, I recalled. And then suddenly in the midst of boredom, I spotted a not-so-appealing air steward in that green MAS suit, (probably would be serving me later) walking out of the gate. Thereafter my thoughts drifted to a faraway space and time in the future. I picture myself traveling like this, like it was a lifestyle, like a job requirement and in the picture, I seem bored. Suddenly I see that familiar figure, and felt that pleasant surprise, saw that awfully familiar smile that I yearn to see, and perhaps a few lines of conversation.
But I know our future will not coincide in the future. Near or far.
I know great lengths are taken to ensure that does not happen.
But perhaps our future might intertwine. Perhaps in the time line of the universe and space, the universe would choose to be magnanimous, to let me see that smile.
Perhaps not.
There is guilt in my heart.
But there are some things that are best left at just the way it was.
I know. Because I'm happy now. And I wish the same, or if not, even more for the person.
Just a thought anyways. =)
lotsa love.
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