Week 18 – Somebody that I used to know

Week 18:
Yesterday I ran into my husband in the street – literally – as I would have walked straight past him if he had not waved his hand in front of my face when we were two inches from each other. He looked different, having lost a lot of weight and he was growing a beard and he was dressed in different types of clothes than he would have previously worn. Still, one would think one would would have recognised more easily one’s partner of some 40 years.

I felt no emotion at all…a nothingness. I thought of all the tears I had wept for the man that was in my head. But this was not the man that was inches away from me now, this was not the man I was crying for, not the life that I felt I was missing, not the companion who is gone from my life. This person is completely foreign to me, on a different planet, in a different world. I think I have been living the illusion of what was and what might have been and not what has or had become. This person, the person before me this day on the street, this person was not the husband or the life I was grieving. This person was simply someone that I used to know ………

“Somebody That I Used To Know”
by Gotye

[Gotye:]
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad it was overBut you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

[Kimbra:]
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
But I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

[Gotye:]
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

[x2]
Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you’re just somebody that I used to know)

(I used to know)
(That I used to know)
(I used to know)
Somebody

7 thoughts on “Week 18 – Somebody that I used to know

  1. I love this song.. somebody that I used to know.. specially these lines:

    But you didn’t have to cut me off
    Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
    And I don’t even need your love
    But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

    I post a lot of songs in my blog, songs that I am using as crutches, sometimes to express what’s in my head and sometimes to heal the hurt that I am feeling. I started my blog when I went through the one year of separation before getting divorced. 11 years and it was gone like that but blogging helped. I also read & posted a lot of inspirational writings. If you want to have a look, swing by at http://www.livingvoraciously.wordpress.com.

    The name “livingvoraciously” was also a choice that I debated inside my head a lot around that time. I had to re-learn to live instead of dying a little death every day and I had to decide how I wanted to live… do I just want to get through the days? do i want to live large? do I want to live voraciously, to enjoy everything in my path? or do I want to continue living vicariously, enjoying life through other’s enjoyment|? The second one, vicariously, didn’t really suit me. I wanted to live life voraciously, to find out who I am apart from the “we, wife, mother, daughter” and enjoy being “me”.

    I wish you and your children, peace through the storm. It will pass and you will find enjoyment in life again.

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