According to Merriam-Webster dictionary, believe it or not, "ghosting" is the act or practice of abruptly cutting off all contact with someone usually without explanation by no longer accepting or responding to phone calls, instant messages, etc.
SideA’s new song “Clueless” is a perfect depiction of the whirlwind of emotions in someone left… well, clueless. It will break your heart into tiny little pieces, by the time the song ends, you won’t even have a chance to pick them all up and put them back together before you listen to the song again. Why? Because you’ll just want to and, let’s face it, we are all a little masochistic at heart. 😆
"Is it over now? Does your silence mean a thing? Is it really right to keep me wondering? If it's over now, please tell me. I don't wanna read your mind."
"It's cold outside your window as I wait for your reply. If you can't provide the truth, then I would settle for some lies."
Not the best feeling in the world, being ghosted or being left in the dark. It cripples you with self-doubt, makes you question your worth. You start to bargain for lies, instead of asking fairly for the truth, just to get something, anything from them. Even if it breaks you.
And if you're lucky, someday, after a few weeks or months or years even, maybe you'll get an explanation (some half truths, excuses in disguise) their conscience has somehow guilted them (or perhaps boredom has motivated them) into telling you. Ugh. F that. Do not fall for the same bs over again. (Oops. Sorry, this may have reopened wounds and unleashed pandora's monsters in me. 😳😏🤪)
"You can break my heart and say goodbye but please just tell me why."
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That's got to be one of the saddest things you'll ever hear. It's so heart-wrenching. Even the vocals in this song seem lonely, one voice alone with barely any backup. And the music, the melancholy just begs you to let all the tears out. And yet, listening to the song, it also somehow reminds you that you're not alone even when you are. A kind of solidarity across the miles in our aloneness.
I suppose it's a lot more common than one would expect -- there are millions of assholes people out there who just leave without a word, and millions more who get left behind, clueless.
To those ghosts, may you live long miserable lives (and yes, irony intended)... do better, be better.
And to the clueless ones who are waiting outside windows (metaphorically or literally), if they've let you wait out in the cold that long, maybe you're better off without them. So maybe it’s time to get back in your car and drive away. Make sure to buckle up because it's gonna be one bumpy ride. Be strong. Have faith. Sooner than you think, that proverbial light at the end of the tunnel will appear. After all, there was one thing left behind inside pandora's box -- Hope.
P.S. I know I know, too angry. I will write another one, much calmer this time. Maybe. 😅
