I stumbled upon a song whose first line of lyrics I find myself repeating over and over in my head.
Bon Iver’s Skinny Love.
The first line is: “Come on skinny love just last the year” This is what I hear…
Come on skinny love. Even though you are weak, you are strained and unkind, I am begging you to last. Although I know this love is a lie that I repeat to myself, yearning for it to morph into greatness, I still want this untruth. I want it to go on just a bit longer. For a few more days, weeks, months, I want to be able to hide from being completely alone. Eating alone, sitting alone and sleeping utterly alone. I need you skinny love. You are my shield against family and ‘friends’. I hold you up and wave you for all to see, proud and bold. So you see, you give me strength in my days, or so I tell myself. I am not thankful for you skinny love, even though you rescue me every day. I cannot be grateful for this mediocre dance. I am only thankful that you need me as much as I need you.
Here is my favorite version of this song by Bella Ferraro – because she is amazing and because she believed enough to pursue her dream.