I couldn’t stand to listen to ANY music! Everything reminded me of her. She moved back to PA just before the earthquake and didn’t even call to see if I was okay. I was crushed. I still had hope until then. Amazing the memories that are held in songs.
Yes, and right now I’m sitting next to my husband and I would NEVER dream of telling him what these songs mean to me... he’d be asking me all sorts of questions about it and I really don’t want to go there, especially when he’s having such a great time watching the game... some things must be kept to oneself, no?
Some things are better left unsaid...