Thursday, January 9, 2020

Victims of the Moon (Part 7)


"Victims of the Moon" is a long song. I remember sitting over my desk, and verse after verse kept coming. The song is about a moment that had happened several years before. I had gone Northeast to visit colleges. At least, that was the cover.  The truth was that I was going to visit a girlfriend, of sorts. We had met in Greece the summer before my junior year. It was a period of sensory overload. So much new information was flooding in, and every day was imbued with infinite possibility. It was the perfect setting for romance. 

Falling in love at 17 is easy. The challenge was sustaining the affair, and when she lived in Connecticutt, and I lived in Kentucky that was damn near impossible. She had a boyfriend, which probably makes things more complicated. At any rate, I was set to visit her one weekend over the course of my trip.  It was an awkward day at first, but then the following night, I was dropped off while she and her friends got ready for a party. 

I was hanging out in the woods, and I was playing music, and apparently I was supposed to be picked up, and they mentioned that they had come by, but I didn't hear them. A while passed, and I made my way out of the woods to the house where the party was. My girlfriend was drunk, which wasn't something that I did. Her boyfriend showed up. A weird conversation ensued. 

I ended up hitching a ride to her house with some guy I just met at the party. Me and this new guy just chatted in the kitchen for a while. Her brother ended up picking her up and bringing her home. The next day, I got on a plane to go home. 

A few months later, she flew down to Louisville to visit me. We had some fun, but we simply weren't at an age, where we could act on our feelings, and it wasn't clear to me in retrospect how deep her feelings really were. 

Well, there I was nearly a year later, and my heart seemed to have a hard time letting go. I don't know what I did wrong, but I felt guilty, and that came out in the song. The funny thing is, that after I wrote the song, I felt a kind of catharsis. Whatever had kept me tethered had become untethered. I was emotionally free. 

I think that if you're willing to invest in this song, and the words ring true, you might have a similar experience. 

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