A Riff of a Certain Sad Song



I found a way to know if you are sad or not. Listen to sad songs. See if you can relate. Smell your surroundings if there is something fishy enough that you could sense, or something worth crying for just so you could relate. Feel the song and see if it really touches you.


Most sad songs that we have are love songs, those which sing of ended relationships, unrequited love, basically about broken hearts. For instance, you could listen to “I"ll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me,” and try to check if your last relationship was a bad one, or if you were the one who got hurt the most. Another one that you could try if you want to check on your last relationship is “Separated” by Usher. That is another sad song, and even if you cannot relate to it, you’ll find yourself thinking about your friend’s very painful break-up, that is how moving the song is.


You see, I was listening to a rather old personalized CD of mine that I got from Sir Glenn three semesters ago, and after three semesters, I heard “Best I Ever Had” by Vertical Horizon. And yes, it was yet another sad song. Listening to it should have been nostalgic just like the previous hundred times I did, but the nostalgia did not come, even if I grab it by the collar and drag it outside its room and into my door. I guess some supposed nostalgic are bound to pass away, or paralyzed as it was in this case.


I used to set this said song as a background two years ago when I was getting on with my wallow sessions – how lonely my life is because I do not have somebody special in my life, that I was getting tired going out with a different person every week, and life gets a little vexing when all that you do is only for yourself. Of course, you were right about thinking I just came out from a break-up. Although that break-up was not a really bad one, it left me with a sense of foreboding for a bad time in my life where I would spend my summer nights cold… Do not judge me, I was young. (And I know better now.) I thought that my then partner was the best I could ever have, and I was left alone looking out on the grey sky morning with tears brimming in my eyes.
Looking out on that grey sky morning almost got me blinded and I was close to not discovering the best that I could ever have. Not long after this heartbreak, I was in another relationship which I knew from the start was a real thing. I realized that it holds true for me that that person is just beside you, so you do not need to look elsewhere. I did not actually look, I just realized that here is the person that I should fall in love with, be as it may that the person does not fit any of my preconceived perfect half. Do not get me wrong, for I was never the type who is just dying to have a lovelife. It’s just that I deem it would feel better if you are living with one.
We will be celebrating our second year in two weeks time, and so far, this is the best, the best that I could ever have.


My previous heartaches turned out to be a whole module of lessons in life and love: how it is to actually fall, how to handle a relationship, how to take care of another person, how to say I’m sorry even if you do not mean just to stop the bickering, how to wake up earlier than usual to surprise your loved one with a big breakfast, how to enjoy drinking milk even if you are lactose-intolerant all in the spirit of sharing.


And sometimes, you two get to listen to sad songs even accidentally, happy that you were both not in the position to be able to empathize with the interpreter, and happier that you both could understand how it is to sing the song, and being over and done with it the happiest.

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