By Kenneth Stepp
I often say that she’s looking for me like I am her. What if we already know one another? What if we met, digitally or in person? What if we were afraid to act, or even try? Tragic as it sounds, this can be true. I am her him and she is my her, yet, we remain apart. Are we even friends, or maybe we’ve never been friends? I want to give you a song that has been ringing in my head for days. It reminds me of us. I’ve never stopped to read the words. These poets can say it better than me.
Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight
Someone’s thinking of me and loving me tonight
Somewhere out there someone’s saying a prayer
That we’ll find one another in that dream somewhere out there
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishin’ on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we’re sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there, if love can see us through
Then we’ll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
And even though I know how very far apart we are
It helps to think we might be wishin’ on the same bright star
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby
It helps to think we’re sleeping underneath the same big sky
Somewhere out there, if love can see us through
Then we’ll be together somewhere out there
Out where dreams come true
Out where dreams come true… Can they not come true here? Now? The longer I’m single, the singler I become. She and I have walls, so high, so wide, most we built brick by brick. Maybe we added to one another’s.
I’ve heard it said that if it’s meant to be it will be. Is she praying for me? I’m praying for her. I pray for her happiness, health, and that fate brings us together. I often wonder if she can feel me out here. I know I do her. To finally find love and disregard it seems so anticlimactic to me. The search, the heartbreaks, disappointments and all the rest. To reach the goal and not see it because of our walls.
Anyway, this song has haunted me for a while. We have all loved and lost, we survive. But what do we do next? Do we simply watch one another’s online life from the distance? Please take time to click the video below and feel a new emotion from the song. Read along if you like. It tugs at my heart every time I hear it.
The singles journey places each of us a heart’s reach away from our forever love. What we do with that will create our future one way or the other. Failing means, for me at least, trying to find forever in someone else. But the tug of the past is so powerful, the mistakes, the losses, the pieces of me I left behind, even when there is no future there. Are you out there? Do I know you? Am I enough? Do our prayers meet somewhere?
