Permanent Reminder of a Temporary Feeling

Merelan

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Lyrics from a Buffett song, once again making me think.

She was no marine back from the Philippines
She was their pride and job, their incarnation.
Her parents viewed the chief With shock and disbelief
Looking for some other explanation.

The Indian, her back was poised for an attack.
She said 'a tattoo is a badge of validation'.
But the truth of the matter is far more revealing.
It's a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.


Chorus
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Amnesic episodes that never go away.
It's no complex momento, it's no subtle revealing.
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.

Vegas in the rain, drunk on cheap champagne
He hears out of tune synthesized chapel bells
Painfully ringing.
Where's his limo ride? Who's this foreign bride?
Is this really Elvis spinning round the ceiling?
Chorus
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling,
Forgotten fabrications in the chapels of love. What is this ring on his finger? Why is he kneeling?
She's just a permanent reminder of a temporary
feeling.

Chromosomes and genes, spawn these fateful scenes.
Evolution can be mean, there's no 'dumb ass' vaccine.
Blame your DNA, you're a victim of your fate.
It's human nature to miscalculate.

To make up for the fight they go out for the night.
Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll seems like the easiest answer.
But a short nine months later, there's no way of
concealing,
That permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Chorus
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Amnesic episodes that never go away.
Complex momentos, not subtle revealings.
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.




So, here is the question. What is a permanent reminder you have of some temporary feeling? Anything as permanent as a tattoo? A child? I know we have many here from "broken" marriages and have kids from it. But what about other things?

What is the oddest thing you still have from an old relationship? Something you cannot get rid of, and why? And what do you think of when you see it now? Does it bring back that feeling, even fleetingly?


Of course my favorite line from it is there is no dumb ass vaccine.....
 
I have an entire portfolio of artwork, and a painting that used to hang in my home.....I took it down recently but still have it in safe quarters....It's damn fine painting, but brings out some bad emotions when viewed.....:rolleyes:
 
What?
1/4 inch scar above my right knee (22 stitches).

Why?
While surprising my romantic interest with home cooked meal, I sliced open my knee cap with butcher knife that slid out of my hand and missed 2 days of work.
 
Okay, and how about other things. Like that stuffed teddy, or that worn flannel shirt? Or the stupid album that was their favorite. Why do we keep them?

Are we a bunch of regretters? Or is it a sweet reminder of things we once knew and which helped us mature and become what we are?

Or are we nuts?
 
Or is it a sweet reminder of things we once knew and which helped us mature and become what we are?

I would have to say, FOR ME, that all my stuffed animals, old t-shirts and albums from long past loves, are sweet reminders of a time of innocence with no regrets
 
I have a lanyard that my first b/f ever gave to me.

It's from 8th grade.

When we "broke up" I had thrown out and/or destroyed everything he ever gave me - or so I thought.

I found the lanyard a few years later and have kept it on my backpack ever since.
 
I have an engagement ring hanging from my rear-view mirror. It reminds me everyday of the kind of relationship I don't ever wish to be a part of again.
 
For me, it's pictures. I have tons of pictures. Why do I keep them? I think sometimes it reminds me of how far I've come, or rather what I should avoid. I don't look at them often, and I have never deliberately pulled them out, but I come across them from time to time. Most of them are happy memories for me.
 
I have lots of pictures I just can't throw out. I also still have an ex's teddy bear that I took a liking to. It stays on my bed and I sleep with it sometimes. Both of my tattoos I got with the same ex as well.

Less permanent, but still reminders: I have perfume that other exes have bought me. When I use one of the perfumes, sometimes the scent brings me back to the time when I was with them.

*Edited to add: I try not to regret things I've done, or people I've been with. I try to look at all of my past relationships as learning experiences. All of my mementos are warm reminders of the good times I had with people in my past.
 
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a gold peridot ring....my ex gave me...for my birthday...we broke up about 3 months later...I can't give it back....I dunno why...I don't wear it...its in my draw...he put that and the crystal angel inside this huge box...i think it had some fantasy sculpture in it....I have no use for the box....I like the pictures drawn on it...but I think of him when i see it...I have his letters...and oooie gooie romantic cards he sent..
 
Once I got re-acquainted with some distant relatives, & we got on great. I thought it was because I was forthright & sincere.

When I offered some constructive criticism they felt betrayed,& I found out that they only liked me because I was positive, not because I was honest. They jumped to conclusions & falsely accused me.

The stress put me in the ER , & I have a scar to show for the procedure.

Maybe that's why I'm so nice it makes some Litizens disgusted. I remember that only my friends want my opinion, most other people just want sincere compliments.
 
But patient1, how can they be sincere compliments if they are not honest? Does that not contradict itself?
 
Patient1, I would like the honesty from you as well as the sincere compliments. :)
 
patient1 said:
Maybe that's why I'm so nice it makes some Litizens disgusted. I remember that only my friends want my opinion, most other people just want sincere compliments.

Count me as a friend who wants to hear the truth, not just what you think I can handle or what you want me to hear.
 
Oh I got tons of 'em...I'm a sentimental fool I guess. Most of them are just cards and letters, disposable stuff like that, but I do have a tattoo around my left ankle that I have the feeling will be a permanent reminder of something that will be temporary. It's no one's name or anything like that, but whenever I see it I'll think of a certain person.
 
I once had an affair with a unhappily married man that lived out of state. He would come visit me occasionally, and when he left, I would take him to the airport, which was very painful. When I returned home, each and every time, I would find notes he had written me before we left for the airport, saying little things like "I love you." After a few months I broke it off with him, because I could not take it, but I still have all his notes, and one is taped up on my computer desk, so that I see it every day.
I do not regret the affair, but I wish it could have been different.
 
I have an entire milkcrate filled with letters, cards, and momentos from every bf in my past, as well as boxes of other stuff (concert ticket stubs, even some high-school assignments, family stuff).

One relationship in particular was an intensely passionate and sexually obsessive one. Also extremely negative.

So, I had slid some pictures of him between the pages of several books, and then almost fell to the floor when I found them many years later. Breathing hard, remembering, longing , aching, fearing.

For the last 2 years, right before my period, I have lucid sexual and very raw, animalistic dreams about him. Every month without fail...it's kinda wierd actually.
 
every time i hear a particular song i think about a girl i once lost. the one that got away.
 
I probably still have letters and cards...they generally wind up in a box in my spare room that I intend to organize someday. (yeah right:rolleyes: )

I also have a figurine of a black cat that an ex gave me. I adore that damn cat, so I can't bear to get rid of it, even though it reminds me of the guy.

I had a huge falling out with my dearest friend and we are not on speaking terms anymore (for about 2 years now). I miss him a lot, but he rebuffed my attempt at reconciliation...I have a million things that remind me of him, since we were roommates for 2 years. I also have letters that he wrote me when I was out of the country, and I still read them from time to time when I am missing him.
 
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