Dear boys of Simple Plan,
You were my first loves.
The very first CD I bought - the hours I spent imagining of all the things that would happen when I became a famous song writer (don't judge) and you (specifically Pierre Bouvier) would need me to write a song for you. I'd say no and you'd pester me and against all odds, we'd fall in love. I won't bore you with the details but I thought I'd just thank you. Your songs got me through so many moments. So many awkward situations where I thought I was the only dumbass that shit happened to. How I love you.
It was you and me against the world in my head - and boy, were we ever awesome.
That first album, No pad, No helmets...Just Balls was were I feel in love. And like every other teenage romance, it started of a little slow. I liked you. You were nice and cool, you made me smile and most importantly, you made me feel like the future was something to be welcomed - i couldn't wait to find a boy that would sing me all your songs and not be able to put me in the past. Of course, all the boys in my head had Pierre's face on them but that's how life goes.
Then it started.
I became you. Or to make it sound less creepy - I finally became the song. Okay, that didnt sound right either. I felt what you were singing about and I understood and there was heartbreak and joy but most importantly, you were a constant. All that heartbreak in one song but at the next song, you were still there singing about how you'd do anything for me. Which boy would do that?!
You were my breath. You were the little tingles in my soul.
Then it changed.
Maybe it was you, or maybe it was me but we changed. Your newer songs - they didnt click. They were good but we never had that magical moment were we both there and everything else didnt matter. We fell apart. I moved on.
I'll always have that special tingle when I hear songs from your first album and now I realise, that that's just enough for me. You've gone a whole new direction and so have I but we'll always share the tingles.
xx
