"She Is Just a Glitch" by Sky Eats Airplane

Something you once told me:
No regrets, no wasted efforts.
I'm left in the wake of your returning glory.
You looked so confident in your decision,
For the light of your indifference.

So pure in your deception,
So right in your mind,
This is just my luck,
It's always been my luck.
Come closer so I can see you.
You're cold to the touch,
Hasn't anyone ever told you this is just my luck?

Say what you will.
You're no longer the death of me.
This whole shipwreck has been sent to sea,
So go ahead and take what you will from me.
It doesn't matter.

And I am running out of words,
And I am running out of time,
To explain to you what we could have been.
Now the chance is over and I'll admit that:
I am just fine today.
You won't bring me down again.

-"She Is Just a Glitch" by Sky Eats Airplane

My English teacher told his students on the first day of school that they will find a book that speaks to their souls; a book so deeply sketched in our minds that we will never forget it. I found my book a long time ago. As an ever-developing music lover, my song is always changing. Most recently, it is the song listed above: "She Is Just a Glitch" by Sky Eats Airplane.

Some songs make me feel very empowered, very real. They make me want to get up and dance in whatever manner I wish. Some songs make me want to curl up and cry until I have no more tears left in me. But this song is completely different; this song makes me want to do both of these things and more. It makes me want to stand up in a world of sitters, to keep trying in a world of quitters. I listen to the lyrics, to the beat, to the guitar, and I want to do something so powerfully active that I'll never remember ever being dormant. I love this song so much. It is my song. That is clear.

I think this song is about a sour relationship (what a surprise) that was once beautiful, but is now worn down and exhausting. The narrator is feeling angry at the fact that his partner was once the light of his eyes, but now is only a burden. It reminds me of a situation in which a person remembers all the beautiful things that once were included in the relationship. In my opinion, it's about moving on from someone, all the while knowing that the journey from grief to acceptance is a long one, and realizing that while he will, at one point, be over his ex, the ex will never leave his mind completely. I hit this point of realization once in my short lifetime. I was in a year-long relationship with someone whom I loved more than myself. Around my birthday last year, we ended up parting ways, and it broke me. It took me seven months of missing and wanting and crying and anger to realize that my life is too short to wallow in my pain. I packed my bags, picked up the pieces, and continued with my life. I did not forget about my ex, but instead came to know that he shouldn't control my life anymore.

I'm on better terms with myself now. It has taken me a long time to learn to let people in again, but I somehow did it. Right now, I have things under control. I am fully aware that things are quite possibly going to change over time. Although, isn't that the beauty of it?