In This Room

Please ignore the Nancy/Ronald Reagan montage... unless you really like the Reagans, and then by all means, enjoy.

It's about the song for me.

I'm actually happy for the most part. Not that a person ever really gets over the loss of a loved one, but the sorrow doesn't bring me to my knees nearly as often... but this song... it is still unbelieveably *true.*

I just wish I could tell him when I get paid compliments. I wish I could share all the things that are happening to me and I could see his face. Healing is so hard.

Lyrics to the above video, in case you can't watch/hear it.

In this room
lives the sweet ghost
of a love gone away
it comes to me
whispering the things you used to say
between hills and valleys
the softness where we lay
in this room
it's lonely now

In this room
I can barely breathe
this air that speaks your name
it flows through me
from each corner
from the window frame
where we'd watch together
for the sun to rise agin
in this room
I miss you

In this room
there's a place on the wall
a picture of you and me
In this room
I can still recall
the dreams you shared with me
and it felt like a castle
now it feels more like a tomb
in this room
I remember

They say true love never dies
but sometimes lovers do
and few ever realize
the kind of love we knew

In this room
there were flowers
sent to ease the pain
and I prayed for hours
trying to understand
how one life passing
could mean this love was through
in this room
I can feel you
I will see you again
in this room