We spent hours listening to sad songs, pondering their meaning
Wondering if they ever found their happy endings
We were inseparable
Dependents
We gently manipulated each other
He didn’t like me spending time with other boys
I didn’t like him spending time with other girls
Perhaps we mistook our mutual love for something more than friendship
Perhaps we never should have tried to find out ‘what if?’
Some met him and thought him a bit feckless
Timid, quiet, what have you
But I saw his passionate nature
The fire in his eyes when he saw me
His devotion to me
The night he pushed me away so hard I crashed into his wardrobe door
The childhood friendship he sacrificed to win me back
But he ran when he got scared
And that wound he inflicted was slow to heal
But heal it did and in the end eros never had suited us - agape was the true love
I knew I would have been his friend till death did us part
But he walked away to another land
With a girl I could never like
And so he sacrificed another friendship on the altar to love
Changed his appearance, his smile, his beliefs
Moulded himself to fit her
From time to time I see a group e-mail telling of their visits to London
Would anyone like to meet up?
I make up my excuses
For I am weak
And I have no conceivable idea what we should talk about
And yet every now and then I still think of him
And I wonder if we’ll ever make another lasagne as we talked and laughed
And remembered what good friends we were

Soundtrack Beloved Wife – Natalie Merchant