I love music so much - it’s hopefully going to keep being a hobby that I work at and make time for. I love music because I can feel peace, joy, happiness… I connect to God because I feel the music touch me in my mind and heart. Truthfully, it’s a spiritual experience.
Every once in a while though, a song touches me because I’m grieving, and it puts words to my feelings. Today, I just want to leave those here - get them out of the dark, secluded, grief stricken chambers of my heart and let someone know that today, I was hurting.
“Don’t wish, don’t start. Wishing only wounds the heart. I wasn’t born for the rose and the pearl. There’s a girl I know. He loves her, so I’m not that girl.” (I’m not that girl, Wicked)
“Hand in my hand, and you promised to never let go. We’re walking a right rope - high in the sky, we can see the whole world down below. Never sure- will you catch me if I should fall?” (Tight Rope, The Greatest Showman)
« Les jours défilent, mais tu n’es pas là, et dans la nuit je cherche encore tes bras. J’ai baissé ma garde mais tu as tout changé. Je m’étais habituée à être celle que tu aimais… » (The days go on, but you are not here. And in the night, I still reach for your arms. I let down my guard, but you completely changed. I was getting used to being the one that you loved…”)
(French translation of “Someone you loved, chorus)
