"NORTON"

Where do good friends end and where is true love introduced?
The blurred lines were too fast and intoxicating
They’d flit between wanting to laugh my head off for no other reason than being with you
To wiping my smile right off and reminding me who it really was that wanted to be held

If I had felt a true adult then do you really think I’d have been standing, shaking, preparing in my best shirt at your closed door
Do you think if I was ready to be myself then I would have been hiding in your back garden, looking up at the light from your bedroom window
There is that line that I found too difficult to cross and not wanting to put everything into fate just in case it whacked me back down to earth

Maybe if I had said something
Then we wouldn’t now just be memories
If only I had been able to look you in the eye
Then maybe we’d still be there
If I found myself in those situations today
I could handle them perfectly
I know I would have been your best ever
If only I could have been braver than I was
Then maybe we’d still be listening to the same songs
In the same room
At the same time...

That f*****g four letter word became the greatest force in my life and I wasn’t sure if I really understood what it meant.

So I sit here today and lift the needle that rotated to a sudden stand still
I sit here and thumb the only birthday present that you ever gave to anyone
And I thank you for starting it all for me
I thank you for showing me something other than my house and that street
I smile slightly thinking of all that we did and also the things that we never got to see
That is why I’m grateful, but hateful that you are a thing of the past

Some day I’ll tell you all about it
And thank you for introducing me to those records and giving me excitement in my days
But tonight I just watch it all in my mind on the other side
And say hello and goodbye to another world away…

 

Reviews

[Angelheaded Hipster]

This brought smiles to my face, I could relate so well, and a part of me is thinking this a great "Say Anything" reference, but then again, that's how I roll. What you've wrote screams my first boyfriends name, are you sure we never dated before?

"I gave her my heart, she gave me a pen"

Anywho. I really like this. It hits and gives chills, and I wish I could give a little more than incoherant ramblings, but my mind's spinning with the words.

[Gandré]

the good relationship is always an equation.

luv it, sorry for reading to late.

[R J Askew]

I liked the mood of lonely melancholy this drums up, particularly in the last four verses and the way it swings between sadness and anger. She is long gone but you still have the machine which provides a direct link to her and triggers your reflectivenss and yearnings. When i first looked at this i was put off a little by the line lengths at the top, but it was worth reading through them to get to the pay dirt lower. Oh and I am puzzled by the title, which definitely pulled me into it as it made me curious. 'Norton' was an old motorbike, but its nothing to do with that clearly.

[Crap!]

Enchanting and woven with a nostalgia that is both sanguine and sad. Very nice.

[Ellie]

Oh my gosh, great story. I loved the way you made me shiver when i read this. everything flowed very nicely. good job.

[Gary H]

Super read. Have to go and search out my copy of Say Hello and Wave Goodbye now or were you alluding to another record?
Nice alliteration with 'f*****g four' made that part really stand out which I felt was very important to the poem.
And thanks for mentioning vinyl. Can't live without it!