In the company of this white intoxication, sometimes the
deepest emotions become your bestest companions. You feel happy and sad, in the
same stance…it’s a bittersweet feeling, one that keeps you thinking (and
drinking)…why is no one sitting there by your side, or why in the world do you
feel like you’re going to cry.
But the feeling passes and you keep ordering the glasses.
You listen to your favourite tunes, to further induce the mood; you look around
and observe the town of clowns. As you sip the fruity taste of peach, you slip
into a space that’s got no escape.
People look at you, and think is she alone or is she waiting
for someone. You look back and think…does everyone have to go out in a clique?
Can’t you sit alone, for hours and hours on…do you always need a partner to eat
your dinner with or to hold your arm.
The guitar in the background begins to play; you take off your
headphones and listen his way. He chooses to sing Fix You by Coldplay and you
think to yourself what a wonderful tone he has in his voice. As the song ends,
people don’t clap their hands; he looks in dismay, but keeps on playing. This
time he picks Iris, and the song takes you over just like a virus.
Finally people take to applaud, Thank God, because it really
is very rude not to appreciate someone who’s singing for you. The night goes
on, and the wine feels strong, the music is pleasing and the mood is easing. But
then a song plays that stirs up many memories… thoughts flood the scene, and you
feel a tear roll down your cheek.
Your mind is bustling with so many creative energies, you want
to jump, dance, fly and run all at the same time. But instead, you sit there
and cry. But it’s okay to cry and it’s okay to have no one there by your side, because…in
the company of this white intoxication, sometimes the deepest emotions become
your bestest companions.
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