I heard a lovesong today while I was on hold with my credit card company.
If it was the radio, I would definitely have changed the station. I donít like lovesongs.
They sound so cheesy.
But I was captive to the customer service departmentÖforced to listen to whatever hold
music they wanted to subject me to.
So I actually listened.
And I heard the words to the song. I heard the passion in the singerís voice. I felt how
desperately she yearned for loveÖ
How odd that Iíd never really felt the singerís passion like that in mushy stuff before..
But as I listened, I was captivated. Wow. Thatís not cheesyÖthatís how I feel
Sometimes when I imagine being with an old lover, for a few moments I can actually feel
it. Itís like my imagination is able to dupe my nerves. I actually *feel* her.
Then, inevitably, the spell is broken and the feeling of flesh dissipates into memory.
If I could scream out in those moments of broken spells, I think Iíd sing a song like that.
September 11, nineteen99