Time After Time / by Casey Whitaker

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PSA: Before reading any further please click here and enjoy this music video.

Ok so we have A LOT to unpack. First things first, why does her boyfriend always be sleeping?! Doesn’t he work?! Also when she leaves the TRAILER why does she only take her laundry and a really nice hat box? And what city is this that she can be downtown at a diner and then back to the wilderness with her half shaved head in under two minutes? I know she’s got psoriasis but damn 1983 was weird.

Now this song Time after Time has always had a special meaning to me. It was the song I got pulled over to when I was 17 for going 49 in a 25 with minors in the car in the rain rushing to a show choir competition cause I was DANCE CAPTAIN and I couldn’t be late. It’s also the melody for dat Romy & Michelle dance moment which probably shaped me into the feminist I am today. But recently it became my own personal self care anthem when I realized that the lyrics in-

Cyndi Lauper I Time After Time

     If you're lost you can look--and you will find me

     Time after time

     If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting

     Time after time

Is actually about myself to MYSELF. Stay with me. The great love of all my life is me. And basically all of your favorite love songs are actually self love ballads. Still with me?

The proof is in the examples:

 

Aretha Franklin: I Say A Little Prayer For You

     At work I just take time (career women let me hear ya HOLLA)

     And all through my coffee break time (we gotta take breaks sometimes!)

     I say a little prayer for you

     Forever and ever, you'll stay in my heart

     And I will love you (me)

      Forever and ever we never will part (duh)

      Oh, how I'll love you

     Together, forever, that's how it must be

     To live without you

     Would only mean heartbreak for me (Or death. It’s death if you lost yourself.)

 

Etta James: At Last

     I found a dream that I could speak to (I’ve never got anywhere I didn’t think I could go)

     A dream that I can call my own ( y’all! All we have is our own spirit!)

     I found a thrill to press my cheek to (I don’t why I just thought of butts)

     A thrill I've never known, oh yeah

     You smiled, you smiled oh and then the spell was cast (YOU smiled when you wanted to ladies       okay? No one can make us!)

     And here we are in Heaven (self acceptance heaven is nice, is that free charcoal water?)

     For you are mine at last

 

Whitney Houston: I Will Always Love You

     I hope life treats you kind (I hope you hope that for yo self)

     And I hope you have all you've dreamed of (yass please)

     And I wish you joy and happiness (I JUST WANT TO BE HAPPY)

     But above all this I wish you love

     And I... will always love you (I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU ME!)

 

Yes I am aware that my top three love songs are all by strong African American lady legends. They too were woke and black/brown and used their pain and  platform and to create songs that still speak to all the witches.

Skipping to the bridge before the final chorus; to find real unconditional love that you have complete control over, it’s well-it’s from within. I know this isn’t novel concept but just for farts and glitter next time a love song comes on the radio try to make it about you and the relationship you have with yourself. Sometimes as women we can use all of our energy nurturing those around us both male and female and I just want to encourage you to give some of your light back to your own stunning electric soul.  As a newly single gal, I have been spending a lot of time with myself and damnn I really like me. I like belting out songs alone in my car, wearing no make up and slippers to Target. I love chilling at home! Turns out me likes the same shows as I do. We also take baths now. Supes relaxing especially when you got dat bath bod. Now bath bod is different from beach bod. Instead of a six pack all you need is to be skinny enough that when you’re lying in that tub you can’t see the rolls. Or just fill the tub up with more water. Actually do that. Love on your body for exactly where it is today because-Time after time we, ourselves, me, myself, and I (with a lil’ help from Cyndi Lauper) will be there to pick up the pieces and rise up again.