When I shared my blogpost of yesterday about my five favorite rain songs with my friends, I asked them what their favorites were. I knew many would come up with the song that is featured above.
This song is a favorite of mine too. But till today, after a gap of almost five years, I didn’t have the courage to listen to it.
The song is associated with that part of my life which caused me grief and and an individual who caused me hurt.Gabriel Garcia Marquez says “What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it”. This afternoon when I listened to the song, I heard only its beauty.
And I realized that only the memories of the person who I value the most will remain with me. He is the Colin of Sara Teasdale’s poem below:
“Stephen kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Haunts me night and day”.
They don’t haunt me any longer because they are my beautiful reality today.
Well, ‘Colin’, will never sing/play this song for me, for he is a bad-ass rocker, who growls Jim Morrison like ‘Girl, you gotta love your man’ 🙂