Saying it through a song

The boy was beautiful, standing taller than most with dark hair and magical eyes. She was single and quite jaded from experiences of the past but equally beautiful.

When they crossed paths for the first time things instantly clicked and an incredible friendship blossomed leaving them both becoming more attracted to one another with each passing day. The friendship began to take a different turn even thought hey fought their desires for months and months.

This boy and this girl both knew it was wrong, but the temptation and electricity seemed to overshadow their values when they were together. One night things took a different path-- the less desired one-- given the possible consquences. After that shared moment, the confusion filled the boy's head as well as guilt feeling the girl's soul, yet he couldn't control this bond to the girl despite their efforts to return to being just friends.

One day, the boy came into the girl's office and gave her a gift--Transatlanticism by Death Cab For Cutie. Being a fan of the band, she was thrilled by this token of kindness which was wrapped in her favorite color of tissue paper with a note that simply read love k-- his name. The boy's gift spoke to the heart of the girl, and she played the cd repeatedly.

As all good things come to an end so would the relationship. Timing has a way of playing a role in situations such as this leaving much confusion and heartbreak. The girl couldn't listen to the CD for a long time without being reminded of the boy and his magical eyes.

One night nearly a year later, she decided to set on a nostalgic journey and deal with the shame. She placed the gift into her stereo and opened her mind to the meaning of each song. When Tiny Vessels began to play, she remembered the boy telling her to listen to these particular lyrics:

"Tiny Vessels oozed into your neck and formed the bruises that you said you didn't want to fade, but they did and so did i that day"

The girl began to cry and realized what the boy was trying to say that day. She wondered why she had not paid attention to the value of the song back then. Then, the girl found a sense of strange comfort in the lesson which obviously had to be taught much later when she could hear with a clear head.

The boy who is still beautiful, and the girl who is still equally beautiful but less jaded both grew from the experience and are better people for ending it. This song is just another track to the soundtrack of the girl's life, and now she can let the music grace her ears without being regretful or shamed.

Music has an incredible way of teaching us to look at our life and learn valuable lessons in order to not repeat the same patterns in the future. For that, I'm grateful.