elopement \ that moment in time

I don’t have much to give, but I don’t care for gold
What use is money, when you need someone to hold?
Don’t have direction, I’m just rolling down this road
Waiting for you to bring me in from out the cold

You’ll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain,
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name

Pack up and leave everything,
Don’t you see what I can bring
Can’t keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.

We sit in bars and raise our drinks to growing old
Oh, I’m in love with you and you will never know,
But if I can’t have you I’ll walk this life alone
Spare you the rising storms and let the rivers flow

You’ll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name

Pack up and leave everything,
Don’t you see what I can bring
Can’t keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me
Leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.

“Leave Your Lover” – Performed by Sam Smith


a true story from the 1970s:

They were especially young, passed letters – the only available form of communication at that time – to each other, with the help from her brother as the messenger.

They were especially foolish, fell in love – without the approval of their folks at home, who were parties at loggerheads.

They were especially crazy, so indulged in their worlds – she eloped with him ,escaped from her house. They wedded in secret, with no guests who turned up for their wedding.

But they were especially happy.

He worked hard enough and gave her an adequately good life; she virtuously raised their sons into successful grown men.

It was like an unstoppable kind of love.


How many people are in love today?

How far would we actually go for the ones we want to fight for, in order to experience the real definition of life together with them?

What if one day I’m with this man, but as time passes, we get sick of each other and decide that we need to leave in order to find what’s really worthy of us?

What if I meet a wrong man, at a wrong time, and then decide to spend the rest of my life with him, not knowing what I’m about to do is the biggest mistake?

I’d ask myself if I’d leave, wondering if there’s really one man designed specifically for me, no matter how imperfect he is, but has flaws that I can find to be beautifully shaped for me to love.

Would he then, with a tearful face, tell me not to leave, and we’ll try to figure things out?

I don’t know.


But whatever.

All that matters, while we’re still young, please do keep your head up,

let me be able to spot your face among the seas when the time is ripe.

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