DJB

Sometimes I walk alone at night

When everybody else is sleeping

I think of him and then I'm happy

With the company I'm keeping

The city goes to bed

And I can live inside my head

On my own

Pretending he's beside me

All alone

I walk with him 'til morning

Without him, I feel his arms around me

And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me

...

I love him

But every day I'm lonely

All my life I've only been pretending

Without me, his world will go on turning

The world is full of happiness that

I have never known

I love him...

But only on my own...

I remember going to see this production years ago; watching an 17 year old sing this song as if she were singing about her own life. Music...music has a way into your heart and it stays there. We hear certian pieces and reflect back or smile when a certain someone/situation 'pops' onto your head. Music is the camera the in your mind, it allows you to reflect on your life and remember times that you never thought you would recollect. Then seconds to minutes later you snap back into reality and have a tear in your eye or a smile on your face and realize that hearing that particular song just made your day.

Lately, I have been meeting more people who truly care for music the way I do, and sometimes more. This is a blessing. For the past couple weeks, in our office, we played sad songs. Nothing else, no one wanted anything butt. Watching Airplanes by Gary Allen; Open Arms by Colin Ray; Anywhere but Here by Chris Cagle; Home by Blake Shelton. These songs help us get through the days, it is what music is there for.

Yesterday's post, I mentioned DJ and how not a day goes by where I didn't wish he would walk through the doors of where ever I am. This song came on today, and immediatly DJ came to mind...he is dating, so that leaves me 'on my own'. DJ, he I will always care about. He will be the one that let me hide behind him during a thunderstorm, made be burp a lobster, started my shower in the morning so I could spend more time talking to his father, and will always be the guy I fell in love with and never got to date.

The first time we ever hung out alone, I drove to his place in Dulles and he drove us to a pub/bar to hang out. Ever since that night I always wanted to be beautiful to him. There was something about him that was different. He had the 'bad boy' exterior, but he was the softest, kindest guy you could meet. DJ was nothing but kind to me, and for the longest time I thought it was because his best friend was one of my closest friends and boss. DJ became this guy I would drive 2 hours for, just to have a beer and hang out for a couple hours than drive an hour and a half home. He was different.

In the end, I am truely thankful I have him as a friend, and one I hope I never lose.