We've all had them. You know, those relationships and/or friendships that seem so fresh and vital while we're in the midst of them, and then one day, for no apparent reason, that oh-so-important person just -- disappears. Your phone messages go unreturned, and your e-mails and letters unanswered, and soon it feels like the thing never happened in the first place.
You think to yourself, was I crazy? Was I dreaming? Or worse still, I must have done something wrong.
You re-examine every written word that ever passed between you and that special person, and you find -- nothing. Or at least, nothing that would offend YOU, if you were that person.
Sometimes, one has to simply walk away, but me being me, I can never do that completely with anyone. Just like Motel 6, I'll leave the light on, and when the bulb burns out, I'll replace it as many times as necessary.
Whatever, whenever, I'm still here. Until...
Seasons come and seasons go;
Oh, how I wish it were mine to know
If we'd have years of seasons, or only a few
Passing in the blink of an eye.
What has become of you, my friend?
You've disappeared; will you return again?
Or are there one too many links
With the sorrowful past,
And in this world is anything ever
Destined to last?
Seasons come and seasons go;
Oh, how I wish it were mine to know
If we'd have years of seasons, or only a few
Passing in the blink of an eye.
The silence is deafening...
Threatening...
Menacing...
And I can't help feeling that this bodes ill,
And I'll wait for some word from you, until...
Seasons come and seasons go;
Oh, how I wish it were mine to know
If we'd have years of seasons, or only a few
Passing in the blink of an eye.
Time to journey on; maybe we'll meet again,
Or maybe this is really the end.
I'll pretend I'm tough enough to say goodbye,
Then I'll hide away alone and cry.
Seasons come and seasons go;
Oh, how I wish it were mine to know
If we'd have years of seasons, or only a few
Passing in the blink of an eye.
CP Warner
25 October 2012