I was first drawn to this song by its title, "September." It was more poignant than I expected.
My brother and I didn't get along until a few years ago, and the summer of 2008 was the first time we had lived in the same area since I was 8 years old (some 13 years previous). I always knew the memories of that summer would be particularly vivid, as it was when he and I truly became best friends.
On September 3, 2008, my dear brother, my only sibling, died unexpectedly. It was the second day of my college classes, and I thought about calling him all day before I heard the news.
"Now the days are so long that summer's moving on
We reach for something that's already gone
Of all the things I still remember
Summer's never looked the same
The years go by and time just seems to fly by
But the memories remain
We knew we had to leave this town
But we never knew when and we never knew how"
I will forever grasp for something that's already gone, and those memories before that September will forever be bittersweet. He was the one who pushed me to leave this town, and my college town. I do it now in memory of him. I hope he's proud.
I was first drawn to this song by its title, "September." It was more poignant than I expected.
My brother and I didn't get along until a few years ago, and the summer of 2008 was the first time we had lived in the same area since I was 8 years old (some 13 years previous). I always knew the memories of that summer would be particularly vivid, as it was when he and I truly became best friends.
On September 3, 2008, my dear brother, my only sibling, died unexpectedly. It was the second day of my college classes, and I thought about calling him all day before I heard the news.
"Now the days are so long that summer's moving on We reach for something that's already gone
Of all the things I still remember Summer's never looked the same The years go by and time just seems to fly by But the memories remain
We knew we had to leave this town But we never knew when and we never knew how"
I will forever grasp for something that's already gone, and those memories before that September will forever be bittersweet. He was the one who pushed me to leave this town, and my college town. I do it now in memory of him. I hope he's proud.