I watched you change
February 6th 2007 07:39
Yesterday, in my car, on my way to school. I was listening to the radio when I suddenly heard a song so dear to me. It sounded different somehow, but still, the same song I came to love. Ten Sharp, “You”, a remix of some sort.
I did not know if I liked it more ore less. I felt its change, the fact is was no longer how I used to know it. Someone had altered it. And I got to thinking of relationships. They do to us what had been done to that song: they change us, adding their mark, some of them forever.
When a relationship has ended and you indulge yourself in extensive self analyzing, born out of anguish, fear, self-doubt, the feeling you need to find the weak link in your soul and remove it, that is the moment when you realize you only partially recognize yourself. Parts of you are altered by the experience, someone else has left their traces in your spirit and mind. Do you like yourself more? Do you like yourself less? Do you feel like rejecting the change altogether because most of us fear it? The reaction depends on personal circumstances. But the reality of the metamorphosis cannot be denied.
That is what people do to each other. When close, they touch each others souls, they borrow and lend certain traits, stain and are stained. Something alien finds its way in and starts altering what it encounters. Repeated experiences with people take us from one stage to another, pushing us to evolve in a certain direction. The evolution is compulsory, all we can choose is the direction.
I did not know if I liked it more ore less. I felt its change, the fact is was no longer how I used to know it. Someone had altered it. And I got to thinking of relationships. They do to us what had been done to that song: they change us, adding their mark, some of them forever.
When a relationship has ended and you indulge yourself in extensive self analyzing, born out of anguish, fear, self-doubt, the feeling you need to find the weak link in your soul and remove it, that is the moment when you realize you only partially recognize yourself. Parts of you are altered by the experience, someone else has left their traces in your spirit and mind. Do you like yourself more? Do you like yourself less? Do you feel like rejecting the change altogether because most of us fear it? The reaction depends on personal circumstances. But the reality of the metamorphosis cannot be denied.
That is what people do to each other. When close, they touch each others souls, they borrow and lend certain traits, stain and are stained. Something alien finds its way in and starts altering what it encounters. Repeated experiences with people take us from one stage to another, pushing us to evolve in a certain direction. The evolution is compulsory, all we can choose is the direction.
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