“I’ve kept the best parts and play them in my mind.” -Emery (Disguising Mistakes with Goodbyes)
The thick summer air whirled through the vents of Allison’s Granny Mobile as we sped through the back roads of Vacaville. She shouted over the radio, “Remember when B sent me “Sparks” by Coldplay and said it was mine?” I simply nodded. She shot me a look and screamed, “I found out that he sent the same song to his ex-girlfriend when they were still together.” I howled, “WHAT? He re-songed you?” She pounded the steering wheel and fumed, “Yeah, he did. Jerk.”
I have always been one to keep certain songs for certain people or times in my life. Sometimes, the songs find me, or I find them. But they are there and seem to be waiting for those people especially. And there are some songs that are so incredibly dear to me that I don’t want someone to ruin them. Believe me. It has happened. Sometimes, it hurts less or more than it used to when that song comes on your playlist. Sometimes, you delete certain songs from your computer. Then sometimes, someone comes along and gives new meaning to an old song, and it is even better than you remember. So, keep the best memories in the back of your mind, but don’t be afraid to let someone new in. Because more times than not, they leave you and your memories better than when they found you. And as for the ones that re-song you, you’re better off without them anyway. Because nobody needs to be left with old Copeland lyrics, not even the girl who went back to California and never came back.