“The hurt of lost,
the longing of one,
the distance from those,
the untouchable.”
Four lines.
Many meanings.
As I’ve mentioned elsewhere, I wrote those four lines a long time ago, I think I was about 17 or 18, vaguely around one of the times I split up with Louise (which as certain people know, happened now and again). Since then it keeps appearing in my head, for no reason that I can fathom, and each time it seems to take on a different meaning.
“The hurt of lost” – doesn’t apply anymore, but when did it? Is the loss perceived or a reality?
“the longing of one” – I long for many things, or is dream a better term? Many things I can’t achieve, many things I have.
“the distance from those” – distance, when used properly, keeps perspective, but from who?
“the untouchable” – inferiority complex? Lack of self-confidence, feelings of exclusion?
No matter how hard I try, I can’t pin this down, but maybe that’s why it still intrigues me after so long. Do I really need an explanation? Like many things, it may be better not to know, but surely, as my brain keeps recalling it, it must have some significance.
Maybe I think too much, it has been mentioned. I’m convinced it has a relevance, it must shelter something, or is it just too vague to really mean anything? Maybe that’s the appeal.
If you have any ideas, please let me know.
