To Braid, A Love Letter
I’ve waited for you.
I’ve wandered aimlessly amongst the blood and guts of your violent relatives, and the naivete and empty messages of your less talented and target-marketed siblings. I’ve been bored, really - the same thing over and over again, day in and day out.
It’s not as though I haven’t had my fun. I play with your friends for companionship, and for something to do. There have been thrills and enthralling hours spent with them; I hardly regret a moment of it.
Still, I was growing bored.
But now you’ve come along and swept me away. I’ve rarely seen anything like you, with your gorgeous water colours and fluid movement. And you sing like no other. Where did you learn to play your instruments? What small coastal towns did you visit? I’ve been brow beaten and deafened by the techno-trash bass of others; yours is a siren song lulling me into calm concentration.
You’re not without your baggage, your issues. But then, who isn’t? Your regret is palpable and your mistakes spoken of, and you honourably seek to reverse them all. You are a mystery, a bit vague from time to time, but you speak honestly. I like honesty. We all need honesty.
And you’re clever. Oh are you ever clever! Your puzzles are puzzling and sometimes frustrating, but there isn’t a relationship without its ups and downs. And up and down we go, through your chapters and across your ledges, taking keys to unlock more of you. You challenge me, but you are very fair. You can’t be blamed for asking to prove myself before giving away your secrets.
At the end of it all, you search for your princess, whomever and whatever that may be. You waited a long time for this. Too long, perhaps. But no one judges you for taking your time on your journey - I would be a hypocrite, just as anyone else. Instead, I held your hand and guided you as best I could, and shared in your dissapointment when it came.
You’ve taught me - you’ve taught us - to look at things through your lense, through your thoughtful and caring eyes. You have been very convincing. Although our time is done, you simply cannot dissapear into the ether, from our hearts. I know you will touch others with the same affection as you’ve done with me, and I am neither jealous nor hurt. I want the world to know you. The world needs you, so that we can foster what you’ve taught us.
With you, Braid, there is new hope for your family. Don’t leave us behind.
Score: 5/5
peachey @ August 15, 2008