June 2008 - Elton John lyrics
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there?
It's always the morning afterwards that is hardest.
Anyone who has been in an adult, physical relationship understands that moment when your mind and your body have not entirely awoken, and you open your eyes and turn or let your arm swing to the other side of the bed, only to discover that you're alone. You've come to expect another body there, come to enjoy the feeling of their weight curving the bed beneath you both and their warmth under the covers or the feel of their clothes or skin against yours.
You know that moment when panic and confusion spike, even if just for the briefest moment, before realization sets in. You wonder where they've gone, what could be wrong, what could have happened to your lover. And then, you remember that they needed to wake early for work, or actually left the evening before or some other mundane, perfectly reasonable explanation.
That moment, though, that moment is a terrible thing, isn't it?
When I have had that moment... all my fears and frights are real.
She is not there. She has gone, and will not return, not for a long, long time.
And that moment comes, and it does not pass for me. I live there, every morning. Every evening. Every minute of every day.
Until she returns.
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Muse: Gregory Coleville
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