When I was 15 I was sitting in the passenger seat of our family van in front of a church late one night. There was a song that started to play on the radio and it grabbed hold of me.
In the three minutes that the song played I had an experience I have never forgotten. A boy in his late teens came stumbling drunk down the street with a few of his friends. When he saw me in the van he careened towards me and stuck his head in the window and asked for a kiss.
I wasn't afraid and I wasn't disgusted. Instead, I was struck with this overwhelming sense of pain and grief and I just stared into his eyes. He drew back a few inches and looked stunned, as if I'd just torn his heart in two.
We stayed that way for what seemed like forever, but was only the duration of the song. Just staring into each others eyes...until he began to cry. He jerked out of the window and ran away. I cried for hours.
I had seen something, something I didn't know was possible to just...see...in someone else.
Ever since that day I have not forgotten the song that played. The song that was speaking to me about who he was and what he was suffering.
The song is called The Freshmen by The Verve Pipe...and is about the pain, guilt, and suffering that comes with an abortion.
I have never forgotten, and I never will.
In the three minutes that the song played I had an experience I have never forgotten. A boy in his late teens came stumbling drunk down the street with a few of his friends. When he saw me in the van he careened towards me and stuck his head in the window and asked for a kiss.
I wasn't afraid and I wasn't disgusted. Instead, I was struck with this overwhelming sense of pain and grief and I just stared into his eyes. He drew back a few inches and looked stunned, as if I'd just torn his heart in two.
We stayed that way for what seemed like forever, but was only the duration of the song. Just staring into each others eyes...until he began to cry. He jerked out of the window and ran away. I cried for hours.
I had seen something, something I didn't know was possible to just...see...in someone else.
Ever since that day I have not forgotten the song that played. The song that was speaking to me about who he was and what he was suffering.
The song is called The Freshmen by The Verve Pipe...and is about the pain, guilt, and suffering that comes with an abortion.
I have never forgotten, and I never will.