Come On Eileen – Dexys Midnight Runners
Living Room Routine. The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Oh, to be sixteen again and learning this routine with my best friend who I loved dearly—who I loved before we became the people we once were—before he became the Seamus to my Della.
I remember this night like it was seconds ago; the trauma oozing out of me and wetting my skin, the widened eyes like deers in a headlight, the chattering teeth as I’d tossed my blankets aside lost in the nightmare, and he was there. Tyler did some awful things, but I was grateful he was there that night and was good to me.
We sat in the shower as I told him about what had happened to me. I look back on it now and think how the fuck did I live this at seventeen? But we did and I let T in about my trauma. He was there for me and promised to pick up the phone if I ever had another nightmare like it. He never did.
But for that night, I wasn’t alone and I had someone to help make the aftermath of the nightmare bearable. I thought I was so close to him; lying there naked and attached to his chest. I prayed that this night wouldn’t end as I didn’t want to be without this touch that made my whole body glow again. He set my whole body on fire again; he brought back that spark that ultimately caused me to spontaneously combust.
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