It is mostly the weather.  Between incredibly gorgeous bouts of sun and warmth and horribly drab periods of nonstop rain and thunder, it’s spring, through and through.  Today is the melancholy side of spring.

I popped in The Last Kiss as I drove into work this morning, a present gifted to me by the talented Jess.  I had been going off about the movie (um, hard not to hate the normally loveable Zach Braff in that douchey role) and she confessed that the soundtrack was almost redeeming. 

One song hit me harder than most today, and it never really ever hit me at all before, hard or otherwise.  Lyrically, it’s obviously written over an ending romantic relationship.  The more that I listened, though, I realized that it is applicable to any separation.  Friendships can end just as suddenly and without any discussion as well.

I think about how it might have been.
We’d spend our days travelin’.
It’s not that I don’t understand you.
It’s not that I don’t want to be with you.
But you only wanted me
The way you wanted me.

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
And we can hang our heads down as we skip the goodbyes.
You can tell the world what you want them to hear;
I’ve got nothing left to lose, my dear.
So, I’m up for the little white lies
But you and I know the reason why
I’m gone, and you’re still there.

I’ll buy a magazine searching for your face
From coast to coast, or wherever I find my place.
I’ll track you on the radio
And I’ll see you’re listing a different name
But as close as I come to you
It’s not the same.

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back and say that we tried.
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never died.
But you and I know the reason why
I’m gone, and you’re still there.

So, steal the show
And do your best to cover the tracks that I have left.
I wish you well and hope you find whatever you’re looking for.
The way I might’ve changed my mind
But you only showed me the door..

So, I will head out alone and hope for the best
We can pat ourselves on the back and say that we tried.
And if one of us makes it big
We can spill our regrets
And talk about how the love never died..
But you and I know the reason why.

- Reason Why, Rachael Yamagata

In other news, because HOW EMO CAN I BE FOR REALS?, I wanted to share this with you, courtesy of The Bloggess. Only because Bryan and I recite this to eachother all the freakin’ time.