I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more
– A Thousand Years, Christina Perri –
I was asked to sing at a wedding in September. The groom, who is the son of a friend of my mother’s, asked if I could sing this song,, but also took care to ask me not to divulge that it was his idea, because the song is from the Breaking Dawn soundtrack. I’ve always liked this song, but I only started listening to it carefully after he requested it.
As much as I understand that this song is really and truly for those who are madly — or blindly, if you like — in love and are certain that they have found their Ones, something about it struck a chord in my system. I’m pretty sure it had to do with only those four lines, because the rest of the song doesn’t apply to me, but the four lines sum up exactly how I’ve felt for so long.
It isn’t that we’ve waited forever for this one particular person to waltz into our lives and make them worth living. It isn’t that after what feels like a thousand years, we’ve finally found The One — or at least the one person who makes us feel as though, for once, we’re not too young to know any better.
It’s simply that even after all this time — the thousand proverbial years — of waiting, hoping, dreaming for something that might never be ours, there is still something that makes us hold on. That makes us wait, hope and dream for another thousand proverbial years, because if we’ve come this far, going on even further doesn’t seem that difficult anymore.