No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.
So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that’s stolen from us—that’s snatched right out of our hands—even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of insurmountable emptiness…
Maybe, in some distant place, everything is already, quietly, lost. Or at least there exists a silent place where everything can disappear, melting together in a single, overlapping figure. And as we live our lives we discover—drawing toward us the thin threads attached to each—what has been lost. I closed my eyes and tried to bring to mind as many beautiful lost things as I could. Drawing them closer, holding on to them. Knowing all the while that their lives are fleeting.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
I miss you. I hate that we’re not talking and that we’re both out of each other’s lives for good. I just want you to know that you’re the best thing to ever happen to me. And I won’t forget you. I hope someday we can sit down, have coffee and reminisce on how silly we were as teenagers. Be well, I wish you the best my dear. I wish you happiness too. And everything your heart seeks. You’re no longer with me and I will accept this faithfully.
She’s sitting at the table, the hours get later He was supposed to be here She’s sure he would have called She waits a little longer, there’s no one in the driveway No one’s said they’ve seen him Why, is something wrong? She looks back to the window Suddenly the phone rings A voice says something’s happened That she should come right now Her mind goes to December She thinks of when he asked her He bent down on his knees first And he said
I want you forever, forever and always Through the good and the bad and the ugly We’ll grow old together Forever and always
She pulls up to the entrance She walks right to the front desk They lead her down a million halls, a maze that’s never ending They talk about what happened but she can barely hear them She tries to keep a straight face as she walks into the room She sits by his bedside, holds his hand too tight They talk about the kids they’re gonna have and the good life The house on the hillside, where they would stay
Stay there forever, forever and always Through the good and the bad and the ugly We’ll grow old together, and always remember Whether rich or for poor or for better We’ll still love each other, forever and always
Then she gets an idea and calls in the nurses Brings up the chaplain and he says a couple verses She borrows some rings from the couple next door Everybody’s laughing as the tears fall on the floor She looks into his eyes, and she says I want you forever, forever and always Through the good and the bad and the ugly We’ll grow old together, and always remember Whether happy or sad or whatever We’ll still love each other, forever and always Forever and always, forever and always
She finishes the vows but the beeps are getting too slow His voice is almost too low As he says, I love you forever, forever and always Please just remember even if I’m not there I’ll always love you, forever and always
If I had wings, I’d fly where you are.
If I could control distance, you’d never be far.
I’d I had a way, I’d be with you right now.
Cause I can’t live my life the way it should be
when you’re far away from me.