When suddenly, unexpectedly, I am completely blindsided by a song I never expected to hear on the radio.
A flood of memories comes at me, stopping my fingers mid-type. I remember everything it meant to me. I remember the tears I cried, the emotions I felt, the everything this song was... and isn't anymore. Instead there is a sort of hallow spot where I know those emotions used to live but have since vacated.
A sad sort of happiness takes over. That was years ago. A lifetime ago. I am well beyond those years. But they were big ones, important ones, which taught me so much, even though I didn't realize it until well afterwards.
So thank you. For those brief instances of happiness, for the seemingly endless heartache, for the first love, for the first love loss. I thought I would never recover from you, but now I know you helped make me as strong as I am today.