It has been you and me as long as I can remember. I remember you singing me to sleep inside my head while I sucked on my blanket, and whispering to me while I tinkered on my Mom’s piano, and hypnotizing me with the sound of the church choir. I remember the first few times you made my body vibrate in that way you do when that chord progression is *just* right (chills!). Anything I picked up you made it possible for me to play. Any tune you sent I could immediately sing. You and I walking together is so natural that I never gave it a second thought. I thought everyone was like this.
And then I grew up. I realized that you and I, and this relationship we have, would most likely mean I would always struggle. Not with you, but with the “real world”. And that made me turn on you. I didn’t want to struggle. Not THAT hard, anyway. Hadn’t I already had enough heartbreak in my life? Haven’t all of us?
So I quit. I quit you over a hundred times. There were letters, and tears, and screaming fits of rage…and you just sat there and took it and waited until I came around. You knew I would always come around. I wanted to NOT come around JUST to prove you wrong.
But I always came around.
So one night you and I had a long long talk. And I told you I was scared to take the leap, and that I was scared of living so vulnerably ALLLL the time, and that on top of all that I was also scared of NOT doing those exact same things. And you said it was natural to be scared. And I asked if you would promise to stay so I didn’t have to go it alone, and you said “Where the Hell else would I go? Now shut up and go practice.”
(this is why we’re friends)
And here we are. I have COMPLETELY changed my life. Every aspect of it – so that you and I can see where this can go. Today we’re climbing in a van with Mike and we’re leaving on a 3 week tour. You and I, Music, we did that. We got here. It took a mighty village filled with a lot of loving faces to do it, but here it is.
It has been you and me as long as I remember.
Thank you for that.
All my Love,