are you ok? – Winnetka Bowling League
If I were “Tyler’ on July 9th, about to call me for the first time in three years, this is how I imagined his day to be like. This is how far down the rabbit hole he’d fallen and no matter how many narcotics he took on a daily basis, he was still plagued by the relationship and the memories that consumed him.
Although for the third year in a row, no call came, the following month in August 2020 is when the first draft of Fallen Through was complete. I think this was the full circle moment for me as I no longer felt that I was grieving the relationship that once was, but rather was writing the ficticious version of it that I wasn’t attached to.
This track by WBL is so solemn and reminiscent of what was, but there is no craving to reignite the flame. Reaching and writing this chapter for the first time reflects this sentiment as to where I was in the grieving process. I was healed and had accepted it was over, after a very long heartache.
“We were never quite as good as how your memory replays”
And they were right.
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