I have a bone to pick with life, and I think that Feist’s song, “Let it Die,”sums it up pretty well. This song is definitely not something new and up-coming, but this blog isn’t all about that. It’s about my life and the lyrics it connects to.

I would like to pose a question, and it is completely rhetorical, because I’m sure that I’ve heard every answer a million times before. Why do we only remember the good things, when a relationship is lost? When things die.. they have a reason, but why does that reason always go out the window, when it’s late at night, when you’re bored in class (obviously not English), or when you try to listen to your malicious iPod when it’s on shuffle (I have recently come to terms with the fact that my iPod now knows which songs to play to make me cry).

In Feist’s song,” Let it Die,” she simply states that “the hardest part of a broken heart, isn’t the ending so much as the start.” I could not agree more with this statement, because it would be a lot easier to let go of people if you only remembered the way it ended, rather than the giggly and happily way that it started. This thought process can be applied to all relationships. I’m not sure about my readers, but I know that I have a ridiculously hard time letting anyone leave my life, because all I do is think about the good times. In fact, I’ve recently had an ex tell me to “go fuck yourself,” yet even as I sit here I still wish that our friendship wouldn’t end.

So why can’t we take in all the bad things? Why can’t we just let it die? If people are so bad for you, then shouldn’t you have some natural reaction to avoid them? When our bodies are sick they naturally cleanse themselves.., so why can’t our hearts do the same thing?

I’m not sure what the answers are, but until I figure it out this song helps, and hopefully it will help any nostalgic readers as well.