When I write that, it looks and sounds kind of self-absorbed, and maybe it is, but that's not the way I see it.
The idea that someone out there has you on their mind has to be one of the best feelings ever. It seriously gives me this warm feeling in my chest. The fact that you matter enough to someone for them to just randomly think of you is amazing.
The idea that someone misses you is life changing.
I love to hear that I'm on someone's mind. It makes me feel like someone cares.
It's so freaking awesome when somebody thinks of/sees/hears something that reminds them of you.
I used to try to manufacture this. When I was younger I became a bit obsessive with the color orange. At first, I actually kinda liked it. But then I went overboard because very few people in this world claim orange as their favorite color. It was my hope that people would establish a correlation between me and orange. If they saw something orange, they would think of me. And, believe it or not, it actually worked fairly well. But what I think this says about me is that one of my very biggest fears is being forgotten.
I no longer try to manufacture things of this sort. If my existence crosses someone's mind it's purely natural, and I like it better that way. It means that it is usually something that really matters to me that brings me to someone's mind.
I often have people tell me that they think of me when they listen to Angels & Airwaves. I love that. People remember conversations that they had with me, or just any memory at all that we shared. My sister-in-law just sent me a message telling me that she heard a song on the radio while driving home from work and it brought me to mind. It was a song about what love really means. She not only recognizes that I'm obsessed with the idea of love, but she also knows of the things I've been struggling with recently. She thought I might enjoy it, and that it might help me.
It means so much to me when people care enough to worry. People rarely worry about me.
My favorite thing to experience is to have someone let me know that I crossed their mind. That's it.
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