We once stood behind a couple of girls that were on what must have been their monthly visit to the grocery store. Giggling, they gingerly put the plastic bar behind all their purchases placed on the conveyer belt. He put down the box of condoms and put another plastic bar behind it.
He was awesome like that. I knew he was embarrassed while I thought it frickin' funny. We were so different. I knew dating me was pushing his envelope so it wasn't horribly surprising that it had to end. But for some reason it hurt the most. Looking back, probably the most understanding and patient person I've ever met.
The Soggy Bottom Boys - Man of Constant Sorrow
(In constant sorrow through his days )
I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my day.
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised.
(The place where he was born and raised )
For six long years I've been in trouble
No pleasures here on earth I found
For in this world I'm bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now.
He has no friends to help him now
It's fare thee well my old lover
I never expect to see you again
For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I'll die upon this train.
Perhaps he'll die upon this train.
You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
Then you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave.
While he is sleeping in his grave.
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
My face you'll never see no more.
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on God's golden shore.
He'll meet you on God's golden shore
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