By darwin
Date: 2003 Dec 16
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Learning to Hunt (for you)

Learning To Hunt Lyrics
Artist(Band):Guided By Voices

You were a child reaching out brave and true
For big things in the next room
And I couldn't step into such open sky
Where on the crest of uncertainty you loom
I'm learning to hunt for you
Say that you'll never run too far away
Even with all the answers out there
Where it's brighter but no one will care
Half as much as I care about you
I'm learning to hunt for you

I know this song isn't potentially a love song, but yet it is. For my husband and myself, this is our song. He played this for me the day he proposed to me. It was funny though, I kind of knew it was coming. He doesn't keep secrets very well. But he had come home one day, had blindfolded me and stuck me into the car. It was a wet january day, all blustery and windy out. It was a long drive, about an hour, of course I feel asleep. But when I awoke, this song was playing, and he was leading me out of the car. He took me out onto the lake then, in the harbor, got down on knee. He then proceeded to give me three roses, one for our past, one for our present, and one for our future and asked me to get married! We both ended up crying.
But this song, if you ever hear it, is so winsome and just heartachingly beautiful. That I think it applies to lovers as well. He is my lover, my soulmate, my best friend, my confidante. And when it says "say that you'll never run too far away". It applies to us. I don't want him far away. I don't want him anywhere accept with me! I don't mean that in a stalkerish kind of way, but life without him would be harder than any problems with him. Even now, over a year later, I have never gotten sick of him. I still crave him as much as now, as I did in the first week we started dating. When he isn't around, I want him to be because things aren't nearly as much fun. Our time schedules so often don't jive, I work a regular work week, Mon-Fri, 8-5. He works when he can around school and that means weekends every week. And I miss him. I miss our time, I miss when he would meet me at the train, and I miss when he would come up to see me just for an hour before he had to go to work. Things like that. Sometimes it isn't enough sleeping naked next to each other, I want his eyes open looking into mine. But we're to tired to keep them open most nights.

But in exactly a week. We will have 5 WHOLE DAYS TOGETHER! 5 uninterrupted days! I'm excited!
Plus last weekend we finally had a saturday together. We went to the zoo because they had a holiday lights display. While we were there watching the bears at night and the sea lions bathing in the frigid temperatures, it began to snow. Wanting something so bad as snow, and wanting some time with him, and having both at the same time. My heart was full! Mea culpa! We walked around for hours, and finally we went home and fell asleep curled in each others arms. It makes me forget everything that I want to forget, and it makes me remember everything I want to remember. It makes everything worth it.