write down the soundtrack of my life (so far)

...is it me you’re looking for?

Trust, To Wish Impossible Things, Treasure, The Reason, Like A Stone, I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues… There are a hundred songs that take me back to those long months of waiting in vain for someone who never had the courage to love me.
But there are others, those that really have become part of the soundtrack of my life. The Promise, Hold Me Now, If You Leave… the songs he used to listen to when he was a lonely, unhappy teenager, growing up in Washington DC. Songs like those are to him what Fascination Street is to me…
For some reason, I like that sort of music very much. Whenever I knew I’d see him, I’d bring something I was sure he’d recognise, and he always did. He would get so happy, so excited to hear the familiar melody of some song he hadn’t heard in years, that took him straight back to the way he felt back then, to his afternoons dancing alone in his bedroom, his long, long walks, and the intensity of his isolation. He told me stories of those fierce years, and he felt I could understand him. And I felt that way too.
...Even now, when I close my eyes to sleep, the last thing I see before me is your beautiful face, the pained look on your face, your absolute, heartbreaking helplessness, my poor lost love… that lifelong trouble of your brow.

Fascination Street, by The Cure.
I listened to Disintegration non stop for about four years, until I finally started to buy other music for myself. I walked a lot in those days, and Fascination Street is what I listened to when I walked. I loved walking into the shady parts of town, with Disintegration in my ears full blast… I had one of those Walkman tape players that weighed as much as a brick, and that is still with me, even after quite a few accidents…
The whole album takes me back to the times when I was so young and mad at everything, when I spent Christmas at the beach with my sisters. And that song in particular makes me feel just as if I was thirteen again…