The Beatles - It's All Too Much

I knew this post was next on my list, and I've wanted to avoid it, but it's time to try. This was the reason for the delay between posts.

George Harrison wrote this song for his wife, Pattie Boyd. I knew it from the Yellow Submarine, the first movie my dad bought me on VHS. All I ever really knew about this song was that it was a celebration. I knew even as a kid that this song wasn’t all about kicking the Blue Meanies out of Pepperland. It had more to do with loving someone so much and so intensely you are about to lose your mind, you can’t handle it. It’s too much.


This song 1) makes me think about how freaking awesome and amazing the Beatles were. Duh, It’s a given. And 2) about seeking and craving and finding that kind of blinding and breath-taking feeling of loving someone that much.

He was a part of my life for only a split second. We met on a Monday, fell in love on a Wednesday. Spent a few weeks together. He was bold, tall, humble, and hilarious. I haven’t seen him in almost two years, but I still think about him. He would kiss me and I would want to die because I almost couldn’t handle the love he brought out of me. It overwhelmed me.

We were leaving a local coffee shop, driving down Everett Ave, stopped at the stop sign in the middle of the night. It was freezing out. This song was blasting on the radio. I put the car in park and we just stared at each other. We just sat there and listened to the song, just looking. No one came up behind us; no one drove by on Brooks. When the song was over he kissed me. It was one of the most purely beautiful and love filled moments of my life, even though he is gone and the love is gone now, it filled me then. It overwhelmed me.

This song makes me think about: him. Always. It’s torture.