Sunday, February 12

In a storm

Fearless
Taylor Swift

There's something about the way
The street looks when it's just rained
There's a glow off the pavement
You walk me to my car
And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot, yeah

We're driving down the road, I wonder if you know
I'm trying so hard not to get caught up now
But you're just so cool
Run your hands through your hair
Absent-mindedly making me want you

And I don't know how it gets better then this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress, fearless

So baby drive slow til we run out of road
In this one horse town
I wanna stay right here in this passenger seat
You put your eyes on me
In this moment now, capture it, remember it

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress, fearless

Well you stood there with me in the doorway
My hands shake
I'm not usually this way but
You pull me in and I'm a little more brave
It's the first kiss, it's flawless
Really something
It's fearless

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress, fearless

And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance
In a storm in my best dress, fearless

Tuesday, February 7

New hope is rolling in

When I was in grade school, we read Romeo and Juliet. For extra credit, Ms. Snyder used to make us act out all the parts. Sal Scarfarillo was Romeo. As fate would have it, I was Juliet. Most of the girls were green with envy. I wasn't. I told Ms. Snyder that Juliet was an idiot. For one thing, she falls for the one guy she knows she can't have... Everyone thinks it's so romantic: Romeo and Juliet, true love... How sad. If Juliet was stupid enough to fall for the enemy, drink a bottle of poison, and go to sleep in a mausoleum, then she deserved everything she got.
-Grey's Anatomy

I think you can't wait for someone to fly underneath you and save your life... I think you have to save yourself.

Ms. Snyder explained to me that when fate comes into play, choice sometimes goes out the window. Maybe Romeo and Juliet were fated to be together, but just for a while, and then their time passed. If they could have known that beforehand, maybe it all would have been okay.

I told Ms. Snyder that when I was grown up, I'd take fate into my own hands. I wouldn't let some guy drag me down. Ms. Snyder said I'd be lucky if I ever had that kind of passion with someone, and if I did, we'd be together forever.

There is nothing you can reveal about yourself that I wouldn't want to know.

I want a person who comes into my life on accident and stays on purpose.

A true man does not need to romance a different girl every night. A true man romances the same girl for the rest of his life.

And then he slipped his arm around her waist, pressing his head to hers. She loved that best, even more than fucking. She could never have imagined such a little thing could fill her with such indescribable sweetness, she felt too small to hold it.

The quietest people have the loudest minds.

Tuesday, January 24

One of those "Damn" quotes

Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies. You expect him to always say the right thing, and always know exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. You expect him to calm you down when you're yelling or to chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely and utterly defeated when something doesn't exactly match up with all your plans. But that's the thing. Love isn't a plan. It doesn't have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or visible finish line to those deeply in it. Love happens; it is so incredibly messy. People around you can't comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can't see. They can't see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when you're in love. It's inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we can't live without it. What you don't learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How is isn't worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it. Love isn't him calming you down when you yell. It's him yelling, just as loud, just as hard, right back at you, right in your face to wake you up and to keep you grounded. It isn't him bringing you roses every day or cute things that make your relationship appear more presentable. It's after a long fight that drains the life and bones right out of you both, and yet him showing up at your door the next morning anyway. It's not her saying all the right things or knowing exactly how to handle you. So no, it's not her caressing your hair and telling you everything is going to be alright. It's her standing there, admitting she's just as scared as you are. You have to remember that with love, you're not the only one involved. You've unknowingly put your life, your heart into the palms of another person's hands and said, "Here. Do what you will. Mash it into mince meat. Or forget I ever handed it to you. As long as you have it." It makes us crazy. It makes reality invisible and it erases all the lines that we shouldn't cross. Because love isn't about fencing ourselves in; feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. It's about scaring the shit out of every nerve in our bodies, but pushing forward anyway. Because all the fighting and all the tears and all the uncertainty is worth it. And it's a hell of a lot better than being 100% happy without someone to show us that there is a world of a difference between feeling happy and feeling whole.

Saturday, January 21

I found it

"Promise me you'll do whatever you need to do to be happy." That was my last promise to you. Well, besides the dirty promise I made a couple nights ago. I thought that I would have to get over you. That I would eventually want to be without you. I do trust you less, but that's a whole different story. As I was browsing through blogs and thinking about life and love, I thought again about how I'm really only happy when I'm talking with you. But then I thought that most of the time I spend talking to you makes me feel sad as well. And then... Epiphany. To be happy, all I need to do is remember that you love me. That you do want to be with me; you just can't. It's a terrible excuse but it's true all the same. I simply need to do the one thing I've been having trouble doing lately. Have faith. You love me. You'll come back to me. 'Worst case scenario' as it always is with you.
*mine*



So we've only known each other for a couple of years, but I feel I've known you my whole life. I've seen you grow. I've watched you change from the guy who couldn't make up his mind, who's feelings changed more than I knew was possible, to the guy you are now. You're responsible, devoted, loyal, considerate, and loving. Everything I knew you were, and know you always will be. I've seen everything, your anger, your battles, your struggles, and your fears. I know you by heart. I know you values, I know your story, and I know your secrets. That doesn't go away. I'm never going to forget you or anything about you. We've said it before, and I'll say it again. We were meant to be something more than this. I still believe that with all of my heart. I am still in this. I said I was in for the long haul, and I am still striving everyday for our time. I'm not going down without a fight. I won't give up easy. These feelings are stronger than anything that could try to bring us down.


To change your circumstances you need to change your thinking and subsequent actions.

Good relationships don't just happen. They take time, patience, and two people who truly want to be together.

You have to be willing to be happy about nothing.

Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly but I'll miss your arms around me.


There's a place in me where a part of you will always be a part of me.

Happiness is a mood and a condition; it's not a destination. It's like being tired or hungry; it's not permanent, it comes and goes, and that's okay. And I feel like if people thought of it that way, they'd find happiness a lot more often.


Here's the important part: I believe in you. I love you. Just as much as I did 6 months ago and so much more than when I first met you. I'm not going to sit around and wait for you to call or text anymore. I'm going to prove you can trust me. Trust me to give you space. Trust me to be able to calmly speak my mind. And trust that if I mess up, I'll realize it and apologize as well as fix the mistake. Because I trust you to come back to me.
*mine*

Friday, January 20

I love you a little less...

Broken Strings
James Morrison

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me,
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you, it's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else

Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give any more
When I love you a little less than before?

Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, too late

Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts
And lies worse
How can I give any more
When I love you a little less than before?

Tuesday, January 17

You're my superman

Superman
Taylor Swift

Tall, dark, and super manly
Puts papers in his briefcase and drives away
To save the world or go to work
It's the same thing to me

He's got his mother's eyes, his father's ambition
I wonder if he knows how much that I miss him
I hang on every word you say

*You'll smile and say, "How are you?"
And I'll say, "Just fine,"
I always forget to tell you I love you
I'll love you forever

*I watched Superman fly away
You've got a busy day today
Go save the world
I'll be around

*I watched Superman fly away
Come back, I'll be with you someday
I'll be right here on the ground
When you come back down

*Tall, dark and beautiful
He's complicated, he's irrational
But I hope someday he'll take me away
And save the day, yeah

*Something in his deep brown eyes has me saying
He's not all bad like his reputation
And I can't hear one single word they say

*And you'll leave, got places to be
And I'll be okay
I always forget to tell you I love you
I loved you from the very first day

*I watched Superman fly away
You've got a busy day today
Go save the world
I'll be around

*And I watched Superman fly away
Come back, I'll be with you someday
I'll be right here on the ground
When you come back down

*And I watch you fly around the world
And I hope you don't chase another girl
Don't forget, don't forget about me

*I'm far away, but I'll never let you go
I'm lovestruck and looking out the window
Don't forget, don't forget where I'll be

*Right here wishing the flowers were from you
Wishing the card was from you
Wishing the call was from you
Cause I've loved you from the very first day

*I watched Superman fly away
You've got a busy day today
Go save the world
I'll be around forever and ever

*I watched Superman fly away
I swear, I'll be with you someday
I'll be right here on the ground
When you come back down

Come back down

Monday, January 16