So, what's the song now? I hear you ask.
It's The Script ~ The End Where I Begin. (Click the text to go to a youtube video of the song, with lyrics).
As many of you'll know I have just ended a near 8 year marriage (nearly 10 years with him in total).
I think this song describes it all perfectly.
Tried to break my heart
Well it's broke
Tried to hang me high
Well I'm choked
Wanted rain on me
Well I'm soaked
Soaked to the skin
It's the end where I begin
It's the end where I begin
Sometimes we don't learn from our mistakes
Sometimes we've no choice but to walk away, away
Tried to break my heart
Well it's broke
Tried to hang me high
Well I'm choked
Wanted rain on me
Well I'm soaked
Soaked to the skin
It's the end where I begin
It's the end where I begin
Now I'm alive
and my ghosts are gone
I've shed all the pain
I've been holding on
The cure for a heart
Is to move along, is to move along
So move along
[X3]
What don't kill a heart
Only makes it strong
It's the End where I
End where I
End where I begin
Sometimes we don't learn from our mistakes
Sometimes we've no choice but to walk away, away''
For me, it's singing about the tears I've shed along the years, clinging onto a love-less Marriage to a man who only ever wanted to hurt me. It's singing about trying to break my heart - and it broke.
It's the end where I begin - When I left him.
Sometimes we don't learn from our mistakes, sometimes we've got no choice but to walk away - I certainly did that.
About half way through the song, it's like the present moment in time.
Now I'm alive and my ghosts are gone, I've shed all the pain I've been holding on, The cure for a heart is to move along - How true those words are.
It is incredibly hard to admit that the marriage had been dead for many many years, I don't know how long he had been unfaithful to me for, it only ever came to light just after I'd fallen pregnant with the twins.
It's not my fault the marriage ended, the only thing I did was walk away, knowing that the damage he caused to the marriage had caused it to irretrievably break down.
I am now going through divorce proceedings and hope to be a free woman by the end of this year.
What more is there to say? He had his chance, he had me for 10 long years (or thereabouts) he can now hang his head up high and admit to two failed marriages.
It's been a while since I've been this tired - I admit that. Fibro is getting me down a fair bit too, but I refuse to let it win - however I am incredibly close to giving up. I'm just so tired, the weather isn't helping one bit either.