Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Wish I Knew You

I keep hearing this happy number in the car:

You shine like a star
You know who you are
You're everything beautiful
She's hot, hot like the sun
The loneliest one
Still everything beautiful
Well I'll be god damned
You're standing at my door
We stayed up in the city
Until the stars lost the war
So Friday night, holy ghost
Take me to your level
Show me the one I need the most
I need the most

I wish I knew you when I was young
We could've got so high
Now we're here it's been so long
Two strangers in the bright lights
Oh I hope you don't mind
We can share my mood
Two strangers in the bright lights
I wish I knew you
I wish I knew you
Oh I wish I knew you when I was young

And it's funny -- I felt this way when I was with my boyfriend the last time around. I really, really did. I wished we had found each other, married, and had babies.

But this time around, I don't feel that way. I guess because I know everything that happened needed to happen for us both to be able to show up the way we are now and appreciate what we have in each other:

Truth, it's all that you need
You bury that seed
It's everything beautiful
That sound comes from the underground
It's all inside you now
It's everything beautiful
But what are you running from?
They got you on the run?
So Friday night, holy ghost
Take me to your level
Show me the one I need the most
I need the most

He is indeed the one I need the most. I was saying that before, mind you, but he wasn't ready to say I was the one he needed most. And also, I mighta needed him too much:

I wish I knew you when I was young
We could've got so high
Now we're here it's been so long
Two strangers in the bright lights
Oh and I hope you don't mind
We can share my mood, yeah
Two strangers in the bright lights
I wish I knew you
I wish I knew you
Oh I wish I knew you when I was young

I'm sure there is a part of me that will always feel like I wish I could have known him in all the other phases of his life, but the bigger part of me is now just really, really grateful that we do, indeed, share my mood:

Maybe we can share my mood
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Maybe we can share my mood
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Maybe we can share my mood
Whoa, whoa, whoa

...of contentment now that it's all working out just the way it was meant to be...

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