Oh, the amazing wonder of music association.
"Pocketful of Sunshine" by Natasha Bedingfield.
Here's why it makes me feel guilty:
This song came out when I was a stupid little teenager (17 and 18) and thought that I really liked this guy I had known for a few years. I blew off my family and friends a couple of times for him only to have it turn out that it wasn't like that on his end. Basically, I made a fool of myself and did a lot of really immature things during that time.
This song happened to be playing in his truck on one of those occasions. I believe it was the night of a choir concert.
So, it's in the past. I've grown up, moved on, and become friends with him again. (No romantic feelings, though, which is probably a good thing.) But I still squirm when I hear this song.
Which is kind of sad, because it is a good song.
Oh well. Live and learn, right?
~Meaghan
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