I suppose that most every couple has affectionate pet names that they call each other. Names like Honey, Baby, Sugar, and Sweetheart. And I am sure that she and I used many of those names and others during our days and nights together. But the one that stands out the most, and always will, is Sunshine. She could say, "Hey Sunshine" in her cheerful voice, ever so full of life, and it would completely illuminate my whole day, completely change my mood. "Sunshiiine," she would stretch it out in her sad, pleading voice, if we were fighting. And it would break my heart. And I could not ever really be angry with her for anything. It was always just silly stuff. Just making up stuff to be mad about. How sad and stupid and foolish that was. I know that I have and will use names like baby and sugar and sweetheart and darling time and again. But I will never call anyone else Sunshine. And I hope that she will not, either.
Two or three years after I lost her, I was leaving for work one cold February day. For some reason, I noticed a little patch of snow just by the side of the building. It was only a small area, maybe twenty square feet, at most. It had snowed two days before, and not much at that. As is typical in Alabama, it had been just enough to cover the tops of the cars and most of the ground. And it struck me as strange that this patch of snow was still here. For it was a sunny day, and all of the other snow had melted from the roads and the cars and the grass and the trees. It was gone. But here was this small bit that had survived the winter sun in the shadows on the north side of the building. And all at once, I had the thought that my feelings for her were like this unmelted snow.
Not supposed to be there.
Should have been gone by now.
But still, there it was. Hidden from most everyone. Almost entirely unnoticed.
Surviving in the absence of Sunshine...
"I keep seeing pictures now of me and her and those summer nights. My mind fills with her. Oh, but it's alright, cos I laugh everytime I start to think about us..."
I called The Man sunshine... didn't know anyone else did that to...
Great minds... or just the same sad heart...
Thanks, Bone.
Jeremy
You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
You make me happy
when skies are grey
You'll never know dear
how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
That's just the refrain. There's a whole song...and I just discovered it's one of the Louisiana state songs.
http://www.50states.com/songs/louis2.htm
and it's you who should be paid to write...well both of us.
I may know the full circumstances, as Crys said, but I'm not so sure I know what is best. I have always felt an obligation to not interfere with whatever relationship she might be in now.
I guess we all just do the best we can.
on a serious note, from what i gathered from your comment, she may or may not be in a relationship...so finding out is definitely not interfering at all. i think you should to put all our minds at rest over you.
but again, don't listen to me, i know absolutely jack, as has been reiterated for me today.