Christmas Creek
Christmas Creek Reflections: Navigating Loss and Love
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I got some sad news when my mom called me last night
I received distressing news from my mom during a recent call.
My cousin Nick fought with demons and he lost the fight
My cousin Nick struggled with inner demons and unfortunately succumbed to them.
The pain in her voice, it made me think of you
The anguish in my mom's voice reminded me of you.
And how I just wanted to call you and tell you what I was going through
I wanted to reach out to you and share my own struggles during this difficult time.
We didn't know what we were getting ourselves into
We were unaware of the challenges we were about to face.
You had to of loved me to hate me this much, oh its true
It seems that intense hatred implies a prior deep love; this realization is genuine.
The things that I felt I kept to myself
I kept my emotions and experiences to myself.
Theres so much I put you through
I subjected you to a lot of difficulties and pain.
But I'm reminded of what my mom said
I am reminded of my mom's advice.
Letting go isn't the end
Letting go doesn't signify the end.
I stared out of the window as Tom drove the van
I gazed out the window while Tom drove the van.
Middle of nowhere Texas, I think of my dad
In the desolate regions of Texas, thoughts of my dad occupy my mind.
When I looked down we drove over Christmas Creek
We passed over Christmas Creek, triggering contemplation about your thoughts and actions.
Wondering what you're doing or if you're thinking of me
I wonder if you're thinking of me during this time.
We didn't know what we were getting ourselves into
We were unprepared for the challenges that awaited us.
You had to of loved me to hate me this much, oh its true
Your strong feelings of love for me transformed into an intense hatred; this reality is acknowledged.
The things that you felt you kept to yourself
You kept your emotions hidden, leaving me uncertain about how to proceed.
I never know what to do
I am unsure about the appropriate course of action.
But I'm reminded of what my mom said
I am reminded of my mom's guidance once again.
You had to of loved me
Your deep-seated emotions, whether love or hatred, were significant.
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