Dig - Brandon Boyd (Incubus)

“We all have a weakness
But some of ours are easy to identify.
Look me in the eye
and ask for forgiveness;
We'll make a pact to never speak that word again.
Yes, you are my friend”

-Brandon Boyd, Incubus –

We all grow to be better people. We all have fun, learn, grow up, enjoy, love, cry, hate and die. People move on with life but not with your friends. About a month ago, it was like singing the song “Dig” while walking with you down the road. Honestly, I never thought that the real thing would be as hard as singing the song for you.

There were times when words could tell us stories. Oh boy, we have so much together to share with our goddaughters and godsons. I could keep telling the world that, you would play “Hey there dellilah” without telling me you like me. I could keep boasting about the chocolate you bought me with the only penny you have. I could smile forever thinking hours and hours spent with you without ever being bored. I could tell you that it’s a good choice to have the movie “LOL”’s DVD being bought. Yes, those were the days my friend.

We were so great friends bringing a better definition for friendship than the true definition. We perfectly went along anything. We could date, double date or even be each other’s winggirl / wingman. How cool can we grow old to be?

And today I wanna walk down the road with you again and sing you “Dig” but I think I’ve just realized that Brandon and whoever he wrote this song for is just luckier and stronger than you and me. Life moved on and we were in very different two places. You’ve lost your mind and I’ve tried and failed to find just a minute of peace of mind. You are no longer so addicted to me but weed. You are no longer the very first knock on my door when needed. You are no longer my comfort zone.

Back in our days you were the funniest person I knew. You could even make the former funniest person I knew so jealous he had to pull in comedy shows to impress me. But now you could hardly crack up a joke for us. Then, you were so charming that you had a piece of everyone’s heart but today you are self uninvited. Once, you made even magic happen for me. But today you can hardly even buzz me.

You remember. You were like a breathe of fresh air. You enlightened every one that crossed paths. You were the one who could get away with any crime because you were so adorable. You could smile the hottest girl on dance floor into your bed easily. You remember not . You’ve chosen a darker road of isolation. You can barely look into the eyes of the hottest girl on the dance floor. You remember :) You remember not :(

I wish I could work out the magic of “Dig” and count on you and act as the clever medicine when everything else is gone. Lets see…