I love this song. I just had to add it. I read that it's about this girl from his hometown down in Carolina. When the bars closed, he and this girl would go to this old baseball park just to sit in the stands, smoke cigarettes, and talk a while longer before going home. Ryan would pretend like there was a game going on and shout out things like "You gotta swing, batter!" or "Slide, ya bum!" and it would make her laugh.
Little experiences like that can form real emotional connections. Years later, miles away, and he hasn't been able to let her go.
What can you do? Go out for a walk, seek out distractions, and try not to feel foolish about having emotions.
I love this song. I just had to add it. I read that it's about this girl from his hometown down in Carolina. When the bars closed, he and this girl would go to this old baseball park just to sit in the stands, smoke cigarettes, and talk a while longer before going home. Ryan would pretend like there was a game going on and shout out things like "You gotta swing, batter!" or "Slide, ya bum!" and it would make her laugh.
Little experiences like that can form real emotional connections. Years later, miles away, and he hasn't been able to let her go.
What can you do? Go out for a walk, seek out distractions, and try not to feel foolish about having emotions.