There are songs that remind us of someone.
And then there are songs that remind us of ourselves.
For me, Bizarre Love Triangle has never been about the lyrics. If I'm honest, I can't point to one person and say, "That was who I was thinking about."
What has stayed with me all these years is something much simpler.
The dancing.
Whenever I hear it, I'm back in high school. The lights are flashing, everyone is moving, and somehow I remember dancing with complete abandon. I wasn't trying to impress anyone. I wasn't wondering how I looked.
I just danced.
Long before "dance like nobody's watching" became a familiar phrase, I think many of us were already doing exactly that.
Maybe that's one of the gifts of youth.
For a few minutes, the music becomes bigger than self-consciousness.
Looking back now, I don't remember what I was wearing. I don't remember who stood beside me. I don't even remember what happened after the song ended.
But I remember the feeling.
That feeling has survived longer than any particular memory.
It's funny how nostalgia works. We often think we're longing for people or places, when sometimes what we're really missing is a version of ourselves.
The one who didn't hesitate.
The one who didn't overthink.
The one who heard a favorite song and simply moved.
When I created my abstract design inspired by this song, I wasn't trying to illustrate the lyrics. I wanted to capture that feeling instead—that strange combination of movement, emotion, and youthful freedom that still finds me every time the opening notes begin.
Perhaps that's why certain songs never really grow old.
They're not preserving the past.
They're quietly reminding us that some parts of ourselves are still dancing.
I'd love to hear your story.
Is there a song that instantly returns you to a particular version of yourself, not because of who you were with, but because of who you were?
And if you had to turn that feeling into a piece of art instead of a lyric, what would it look like?
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