You could be my silver spring...
I rarely logged into ICQ anymore, but tonight I felt compelled to do so. (Talk about following my instincts and doing what the voices tell me to!) As I got in, I noticed the little blinking envelope icon on the tray and put the cursor over it. A message from my ex-bf (yes, the same one from the other post you all were so impressed with) awaited, so I opened it. In it he tells me that he's getting married this September. I'm very happy for him, and sent him a congrats message. But after I logged out, a sense of melancholy descended upon me. Then this song came on the radio and it was my undoing.
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posted by Silma at 10:33 PM
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post a commentI know what you mean about being happy at first then melancholy. I remember when my first love got married. I really was happy for him. Funny thing is his marriage closely coincided with my divorce from my first husband. I sent a letter to his mother announcing my divorce (she and I had kept in touch over the years), and as luck would have it, she received it on his wedding day.
I talked to him on the phone before his wedding, but I never found out when it was. I was kind of sad that his life was looking up while mine was going to hell (even thought I really was happy for him), so I ended up going out to the beach every night and "talking" to him. I'd just sit there, listen to the sound of the waves, and talk as though he was sitting right next to me.
Then suddenly, one night I quit going. When I got the letter from his mother telling me about the wedding, the day he got married was the day I quit going to the beach.
How freaky is that?
Sometimes I still feel melancholy when I think about past loves. Usually every time a particular lovesong comes on. Still can't hear "Paradise" without getting transported back to the top of a high mesa one man had dragged me up to in the middle of a star-studded night just so I wouldn't forget our first kiss. Damn, but it worked. Felt like we were standing on top of the world. The night was clear, the wind was cold and his kiss was hot. And then he played that song for me on the way home. Sigh.
Awww (((HUGS))).
((((Silma))))
Oh, Silma - I know just what you mean. That song always gives me the same feeling.
Maybe his getting married will clear the way to find the one you're supposed to be with!
Yep, I've been there. It's like a walk down memory lane almost. You feel that bitter sweet moment and remember everything. It carries you through some of the hard times and sometimes it is one of the hard times. But you can't let go nor do you want to.
Eve - Is that "Paradise" from Styx?
Awww... Lynn, thanks for sharing this. It's a great story.
Thanks Kat and Bonnie! I feel much better. It was a momentary thing. I guess I was a bit shock although I knew he'd a live-in girlfriend.
Jill and Teresa - Yeah, I guess you can't forget old flames. They'll always live in your memories.