It seems strange when I think back on it, but I guess Bon Jovi played a bigger part in the soundtrack to my youth than I realized. Chalk it up to the fact that one of my best friends, Ann, was in love with Jon, so by proxy a little of that love rubbed off on me. Lord knows when I was in 9th grade I was far from understanding the angst and heartache that resonates in a song like ‘I’ll Be There For You’, but if I was far from understanding what it was to love like that, I knew what it was like to have a friend like Ann. Friendship – not romantic love – was the first meaningful connection I made in life.
I’ll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I’ll be there for you
I’d live and I’d die for you
I’d steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can’t say what love can do
I’ll be there for you
I know you know we’ve had some good times
Now they have their own hiding place
Well I can promise you tomorrow
But I can’t buy back yesterday
I’ll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I’ll be there for you
I’d live and I’d die for you
I’d steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can’t say what love can do
I’ll be there for you
I know you know we’ve had some good times
Now they have their own hiding place
Well I can promise you tomorrow
But I can’t buy back yesterday
Back then I had a fairly close circle of friends. I was not popular, I was not loved by the masses, but I was adored by a small number of people who were like family to me. To this day, I maintain that small circle of friends, courting the love of a select few in preference to all else. In the final breath of winter, when the season verges on the next, and the cusp of spring is in the air even with the imminent threat of another storm, I am reminded of the ties of friendship, and those early days of a burgeoning friendship, when you could stay on the phone with a friend for hours, talking and laughing and thinking this was the most important conversation of your life.
Say what you will about me, my loyalty to my friends has never wavered… and it never will.
I guess this time you’re really leaving
I heard your suitcase say goodbye
Well as my broken heart lies bleeding
you say true love is suicide
You say you’ve cried a thousand rivers
And now you’re swimming for the shore
You left me drowning in my tears
And you won’t save me anymore…
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