Changing meanings

We spent some time together walking
Spent some time just talking ’bout who we were
You held my hand so very tightly
And told me what we could be dreaming of

There’s nothing like you and I
Nothing like you and I
There’s nothing like you and I

We spent some time together drinking
Spent some time just thinking ’bout days of joy
As our hearts started beating faster
I recalled your laughter from long ago

There’s nothing like you and I
Nothing like you and I
There’s nothing like you and I

We spent some time together crying
Spent some time just trying to let each other go
I held your hand so very tightly
And told you what I would be dreaming of

There’s nothing like you and I
Nothing like you and I
There’s nothing like you and I
So why do I even try?

There’s nothing like you and I

The closing scene of the latest episode of “Greek” used this song as the backdrop to a scene in which a girl sees her two old lovers at a dance. Both are dancing with someone new. She’s there with her friends, and grabs a champagne flute from the server… the same flute that one of her exes grabs. They meet eyes, and after a pause, he lets go. She takes the champagne, her expression flustered. And then she looks across the room, and sees her other ex, dancing with another girl. He smiles, and her facial expression is indecipherable. What was she thinking at that moment?

If I had heard a song like “Nothing Like You and I” by The Perishers at any time over the past three years, it would’ve made me immediately think of my own last love, and how there never was—and never will be—anything exactly like her and I. But instead, tonight, for the first time since high school, my nostalgia turned into something better, and more present: a hope for the future. Instead of wistfully remembering loves past, my mind shifted to contemplating future loves.

Tomorrow afternoon, I’m napping on Foss Hill with a girl I truly like. My feeble words are unable to describe how much I’m looking forward to holding someone in my arms and feeling that kind of deep affection that I haven’t felt in years.