'Older'

    It’s a human right to be able to state your opinion but to do so also means to be subjected to a response, whether directly or indirectly. It’s the trade-off. Just as I sit to write this, I hesitate. I know putting any words out into the universe is cause for a rebuttal.

It’s fine. Some words burn too brightly not to be said. If it constantly nags at you, then it must be said. So, I wrote this from my work desk around noon. Before bed, I listened to a new release from 5 Seconds of Summer called ‘Older.’ Immediately, it captured me. What a tender little tune. It was full of soul and brightness in the gloom. A romantic tragedy we all live.

I see so much drama over stupid little things in this fandom I scarcely consider myself a part of it. This is another rant altogether, so I will stop at that.

As for ‘Older,’ maybe it is just my romantic nature and affinity for the darker bits of life, but this song is very much a romantic take on the inevitable. We all will eventually die, something a lot of humanity fears deeply. In the end, maybe everything we do here is meaningless and purposeless. Yet this beautiful little song is such a tender little declaration, facing fear and making it your own. 

“I don’t wanna get older

without your head on my shoulder

on the day that you leave me

I’ll forever be bleeding.”

“My dear devoted delicate.”

“As forever gets closer,

hope the world will spin slower.”

“Our love is tailor-made,

But we let the edges fade.”

“No tragedy at the end”

To me, personally, it sounds like yearning without desperation and fear. It is the embodiment of contentment and love. Enjoying one another so presently and devotedly. It’s looking into one another’s eyes and making a vow. A beautiful little vow that’s made at every wedding.

“Until death do us part.”

When I listened to this song, the first thing I did was send it to my S.O. The more I listen to the song, I uncover lyrics that sing to my soul. I don’t want to minimize my own emotions on this topic, so like I do any time I feel something quite deeply, I pick up my pen or set up in front of a blank canvas. Thank you for springing me into action. Thank you for igniting my need to speak because this is why I ever started writing. I was tired of having to fight to be heard. Words are power. Words, given physical manifestation, are eternal, especially with the internet. I try to tread lightly, but I have thoughts that mean something to me.

The writers of this song have already said their piece on this song and what it means to them. I’m happy to have been present to listen and witness something unbelievably beautiful. I don’t know everything, and I never will. If my opinion changes in the future, so be it, but for now, I’m living right here, feeling grateful and inspired.

Is going this far and typing all of this grandiose and possibly overblown? Yeah. And I’m okay with that.