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So close. . .

You're in my arms
And all the world is calm
The music playing is only for two
So close together
And when I'm with you
So close to feeling alive

Have you ever felt like that in someone's arms before?  That everything is calm again after being with them?  When have you ever had music only playing for two?  I love music so I hear music everywhere all the time.  Listening to it with someone special is always going to be a memorable moment.  Dancing with them while listening to the music is an even more memorable moment.  I've been talking with friends lately who are going through some difficult times with their partners.  They are going through huge transitions and it makes me think about how we can be close to someone and then things drastically change.  I guess if you don't pay attention to the signs of neglect, on both sides, then you won't know how much longer you will be close.   

A life goes by
Romantic dreams must die
So I bid my goodbye
And never knew
So close, was waiting
Waiting here with you
And now, forever, I know
All that I wanted 
To hold you so close

Romance would have us believe that fairytales come true and that love prevails and conquers any obstacles that keep the true lovers from being together.  What romantic dreams did you have?  We can go through our whole lives without any romance, but only experience it through the pages of a novel or the scenes in a movie.  When do we decide to say goodbye to romantic dreams and notions?  Why does society persist in having us believe that these romantic dreams and notions are necessary?  Is it some big conspiracy theory so that businesses are able to profit from Valentine's Day and anything to do with a wedding?  Maybe you're unaware that while you're saying goodbye to all of it, someone is waiting for you, they're waiting with you, but you don't realise. 


So close to reaching
That famous happy end
Almost believing
This one's not pretend
And now you're beside me
And look how far we've come
So far we are, so close

Oh how I could face the faceless days
If I should lose you now

How do we know how close our happy end is?  You don't recognise an ending until you learn how to read the signs through the entire journey.  Sometimes it's hard to know what is real from what is not.  People start to question if you're aware of where things lie, and you don't even really know yourself what's happening.  Do you take notice of who is beside you?  Are the things that they're saying real or not? You don't know how far you've come until you know where you've left.  Do you know how much farther there is to go?  What are we prepared to face when we own up to our emotions and examine what we truly desire for ourselves?  I foresee faceless days with nameless faces and I think that's a great place to be.  Learning to embrace the uncertainty of things will help to alleviate some of the anxiety that you carry with you.

We're close to reaching
That famous happy end
Almost believing
This one's not pretend 
Let's go on dreaming
For we know we are
So close, so close
And still so far

It's important to understand that people will want you to be happy, will want to see you settle down and have someone look after you.  If you have been married before, lose your partner to death, then there is an expectation that you will remain without a partner for the rest of your life (partner's family expectations) or you come across someone else who wants to spend the rest of their life with you.  When people want you to be open to love again, you listen patiently and hear them out.  But if you're not sure if you can trust yourself to love again, not because you have a fear of being hurt, but it's more to do with being able to trust yourself to remember what love would feel like with someone new and someone different, without the need for constant comparison.  I guess you never know until you meet someone who wants to try to be someone important in your life and want to be so close. . . 

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