“Lovesong” by The Cure, Covered by Adele.
There is always that one particular song that somehow always manages to bring one back to the days that once were; those days that weren’t perfect, but just enough to convince a child that it was then. Growing up in a loving-based home, I had to personally overcome drastic changes from these past months & years. It is not easy to see something I have once inspired for years, quickly deteriorates in a matter of days. I thought the divorce of my parents would somehow be a “quick” process, but unfortunately for my sister & I, we are still stuck in between all these unnecessary, simultaneous problems that seem to occur consecutively. Things of the haunting past. And that is what I’m still trying to decipher. Why do people bring up the past only to spoil the potentially good things of the present? If all it does is feed the already negative energy, just let it go. I’ve noticed that people have the tendency of picking and choosing a memory from the past that has absolutely no benefits whatsoever in the present time.. unless you want to make a great love song out of it like Adele Adkins, and make millions of British shillings from it, then please, enlighten us all. Otherwise, just stop and pick another happier memory; a better memory. And that, ladies and gentlemen, that is what I have done tonight. I bumped into a rendition of Lovesong covered by Adele and the memories of my “just enough” days just twirling its way back to my present. It reminded me of a particular photograph of me and my family on a lake somewhere in Seattle, Washington. It has always been my favorite picture of the four us, and this song, this song just brings me straight back to that moment that I will forever cherish & never forget.
“Nostalgia – it’s delicate, but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound.” It’s a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards, and forwards… it takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It’s not called the wheel, it’s called the carousel. It let’s us travel the way a child travels – around and around, and back home again, to a place where we know are loved.”- Don Draper, Mad Men