Monday, 26 January 2009

Even in a hundred years.

Every day or, at least, every now and then, we find something that we like. We see it, we pass by it, like it for a while, a moment. We say we like it. We ponder about it for a moment and then we eventually move on. It's not uncommon to see some one and hear them say, "hey! I like that!" or "Look that's so cool!".

But then sometimes, perhaps times much less than those that we say "I like that!" are the times you see something, hear it, pass by it...and ponder for a little longer than a moment, and in that milli-second of a moment that you spend pondering about it a little more, that thing or person becomes different. Later on, you'll look back on it and think that you did not just like it. Not for a moment. Not just for a while. And you realize that it stayed.

For me, it's very very rarely that I come across things or people that have that profound an effect on me. They're few and I can count them with my fingers. On just one hand.

I can't explain how something or someone latches on to me. Or, well, should I say, *I* latch onto them. There is never really a single reason or a single word that can describe it. I just do. For some reason that I don't know but I know that it is there. Whatever it is, the feeling that I have for it or that person is unexplainable, perhaps crazy, and very strong. It's one of those forces of nature that is too big for me to comprehend. But when I latch on to it, I believe that it is for life. Latch, now that I think about it, seems like such a parasitic word, maybe that's what I am.

As parasitic and dependent as it may seem, these things and these people keep me alive. At least, they make me feel like I am alive, even just in that moment, in that second. Perhaps an hour, if I am lucky. Having those moments when I am given an opportunity to step out of my usual mediocrity, my normal-ness, makes me feel vibrant. Hopeful. And it is perhaps these reasons that make it harder for me to part with them when the time comes because it makes me less willing to let go.

Whenever I think and remember these things and people that mean a lot to me, it makes me think that I can have a life so much more different than the life I have now, that I can be far more than who I am now. That I can step out of my mediocrity and monotony completely and become real. Truly alive. Although other things keep getting in the way and threaten to push me down, it is these that I have to be thankful for, for keeping me standing and trudging on.

Because of that I believe I've developed this kind of innate loyalty to those things and people. Its like of like, how something has been part of you or with you for so long that you don't remember what it's like to be without it, so your system can't seem to deal with the thought of losing these things. That's how I feel like when I know I have to part with something I treasure. For me, these things and people that I've grown to love have helped me grow into someone I never thought I could be. A few of these people I've had to let go for one reason or another. Same with things. But there are a select few that I pray I would never have to part with.

 

It's funny how I am able to latch on to people and just know that they'll be part of me forever. Kind of like how I know how something I watch or I touch, an event or moment I experience will never be erased from my memory. They are those things that mean the most to me. No matter what.

 

I can't explain it. I just know.

 

Supporting me no matter when, to my friend I share laughter and tears.
My heart is full of just one thing, the word I'm sending is thank you.

I promise this love even for one hundred years, you are my everything.
I love you, I just love you, I will promise the same tomorrow.
You're the only one in this world and I choose you.
If you are here, the future will be bright no matter what.

どんなときも 支えてくれた 笑い泣いた仲間へ
心込めて ただひとつだけ 贈る言葉はありがとう

百年先も 愛を誓うよ 君は僕の全てさ
愛している ただ愛してる 同じ明日約束しよう
世界中に ただ一人だけ 僕は君を選んだ
君といれば どんな未来も ずっと輝いているから


ARASHI-One Love.mp3 - arashi

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