{"id":443,"date":"2019-12-09T03:27:10","date_gmt":"2019-12-09T03:27:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/musicalmemories.whereishome.info\/?p=443"},"modified":"2019-12-09T03:27:10","modified_gmt":"2019-12-09T03:27:10","slug":"without-me-hard-call","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/musicalmemories.whereishome.info\/?p=443","title":{"rendered":"Without Me: Hard Call"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Driving down the highway, all by his lonesome,
Silver steed shootin\u2019 straight like a laser beam, no explosion,
Admiring the ever-changing scenery, mountains, fields and trees,
Tempted to pull over and capture it, this shit\u2019s Instagram-worthy,
Got Without Me <\/em>soaring from the radio,
Not the Eminem song but the one by Mac Demarco,
The serenity washes over, got him thinkin\u2019 \u2018bout her,
How life\u2019s been treatin\u2019 her, been two years since he\u2019d seen her,
Funny how life works, ain\u2019t no guarantees,
Can\u2019t take nothing for granted, regret\u2019s one vindictive seed,
People included, even the tightest bonds aren\u2019t immune,
Best friends become strangers, \u2018together forever\u2019 seems like empty platitudes,
Some folks gotta learn the hard way, been an interesting few years,
How\u2019d it come to this? They were thick as thieves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Twas at a crossing on the way to the train station, complete strangers that got to talking,
Two lone wolves headed down the same way, it was a welcome change, alleviated the work-induced headaches,
Parted ways through different trains, that was the end of that,
Fate thought otherwise, built up something \u2018fore knocking it down flat,
Reunited not long after, they might as well had been stalking,
Same way, same place, didn\u2019t see this Groundhog Day thing coming,
Decided to hang for a while, long days can work up an appetite,
Shared a meal, nothing special, just two friends grabbin\u2019 a bite,
Must\u2019ve looked like something more, had onlookers clutching at straws,
Opposite genders can hang platonically, sorry for the spoiler, y\u2019all,
Called it a night after an hour and a half, walked to the station once more,
And just like that, a new friendship was born.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That\u2019s the way it went, nothing more nothing less,
Don\u2019t get y\u2019all\u2019s hopes up, they ain’t anything but friends,
So it seemed before things started to feel differently,
Might as well had heard that little jingle from Love Actually<\/em>
So much for keeping it platonic, this couldn\u2019t be happening,
It\u2019s the end of the friendship if it ain\u2019t reciprocated,
Sure looked that way, she wasn\u2019t having none,
Good luck scaling that wall, must\u2019ve been funded by Trump,
And so it went, two years riding that fucking carousel,
Round and round it goes, got him feeling sorry for himself,
Donned the mask daily, hiding his true feelings daily,
She ain\u2019t playin\u2019, in the Friendzone he will stay,
That cold and brutal, barren place,
Fake-smiling and feigning neutrality, \u2018twas an incel\u2019s nightmare come to life,
Cursing fate for its cruelty, didn\u2019t ask for all this pain and strife.

Two years spent playing a role to which he was resigned,
Beginning each day thinking of her with a sigh,
Eyeing a promotion that will never happen, it\u2019s lonely when feelings remain unrequited,
Life ain\u2019t easy in the Zone but there was a welcome reprieve,
Work and life got them separated, allowing a recharge however brief,
Chopped it up, still, whenever possible,
Difficult proposition with the different time zones,
He finally got over her, that was a relief,
The burden\u2019s lifted, it was the sweetest kind of freedom.

But it couldn\u2019t last, wasn\u2019t long before they were reunited,
Picked up where they left off, forbidden feelings rekindled,
Once again on that sick cycle carousel, Jason Wade sang about this shit,
Crushing on her once more, she remains painfully indifferent,
Sick of living a lie, of feeling torn up inside,
Gotta come clean, though it could blow the friendship to smithereens,
Couldn\u2019t see her in person so planned the next best thing,
Gonna do it by phone, soldiering on reluctantly,
Called her that night, D-day began with chatter and laughter,
\u2018Twas like old times, past two years had been like no other,
Time to get serious now, will the union come undone?
Got kinda emotional, no lie, now it\u2019s out in the open,
Told her the truth, no bullshit, just like peeling off a band-aid,
She remained composed, thankfully handled it with grace,
She didn\u2019t reciprocate, but promised that they\u2019d stay friends,
It was too good to be true, it was the beginning of the end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Continued to talk periodically, hangouts ended effective immediately,
Takes two to keep the ship afloat but one half\u2019s bailin\u2019 on the lifeboat,
Maybe she\u2019d moved on, had she found someone else?
\u2018Fine by me,\u2019 says he, wished her nothing but happiness,
Can’t keep what ain’t truly yours, might as well let her go,
Hurts like fuck but time heals open sores,
Slowly drifting apart now, sailing off to different straits,
No parting words or tearful goodbyes, maybe this was fate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Back on the freeway, headlights on as the sun starts fading,
Two years now since they\u2019d drifted, five since the first meeting,
Will they cross paths again? Maybe if pigs start flying,
You\u2019d played your roles well but that chapter\u2019s done and dusted,
Smile at the memories, look back with fondness and nostalgia,
But don\u2019t flog a dead horse forever, living backwards can\u2019t be good for ya,
Drive on, young man, the future\u2019s still bright,
You\u2019re still breathing, still living, still driving, you\u2019re still very much alive. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Driving down the highway, all by his lonesome,Silver steed shootin\u2019 straight like a laser beam, no explosion,Admiring the ever-changing scenery, mountains, fields and trees, Tempted to pull over and capture it, this shit\u2019s Instagram-worthy,Got Without Me soaring from the radio, Not the Eminem song but the one by Mac Demarco,The serenity washes over, got him … <\/p>\n

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