Can you keep a secret?

I've never told anyone this. I'm not sure this will make it to the published blog world, because I'll probably delete it before it gets past the draft state, but I've always seen myself with a tragic love story. A man who's divorced, or me deathly ill in the hospital when we meet...something like that.

Just A Dream

Here is the music Video and Lyrics. Such a sad song. The happiness desired so much, stolen away without warning; without reason. And you wish it was all just a bad dream because maybe then you will wake up in his arms, and he can tell you that everything is okay...but it's not.

Dear Jamie...

I heard this song on a CD I borrowed (ok, so I just took it.) from my sister. I've been on a weird kick for like a year now. I really like this one, and how simple it is, and yet there's obviously been a lot of thought put into it. And it doesnt really say anything, and yet it says everything. You probably don't know this, but I'm a huge fan of questions. They can answer so much, without actually saying anything.



Dear Jamie, I've got a letter I would like to send...I have a few of those letters. Written, sealed, and sometimes stamped, but still unsent because I don't trust all the things HelloGoodbye questions. And usually that's enough. I just needed to get the thoughts out of my head, even though they go unheard.
...Although I'd really like to send them to you. I want you to know what's going on...but I don't know how to tell you, and I don't know how you'd take it. I dont seem to know anything about you any more...
And that hurts so bad.

My Place

I need to know my place in life, and how I fit in yours.
I need to know what you need, so I can fill the void.
Without this I feel confused. I freak out.
Because who I am, is who you need me to be.
And if you no longer need me, I don't know who to be.

There's a conversation we need to have, but I'm too scared to start it
Because it could begin the end of all you are to me.
I cant live without you--I don't even want to try.
But I cant stand here, while you walk away from me.
And so I'll turn and run away, to see if you miss me.

Take a Bow by Rihanna

A great song for when you are trying to be strong, even though you are in so much pain at the loss...It's always hard when you reach the point where you can't take anymore, even though you aren't nececssarily ready to let go. What else can you do, except offer a round of applause, because you realize he was so convincing he had you fooled so that even though you already knew better, you still wanted to believe him.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8XC7idFyvE

Not Sorry

I'm sorry, but you made your choice, and apparently we weren't as good of friends as I thought we were--as I wanted us to be. You know what? I take that back--I'm not sorry. I did nothing to appoligize for. It was your decision. You made your choice and now you will have to learn that your choices have consequences. You don't get to ask for another chance from me. You already chose her over me once, and I gave you a free pass on that one. I niavely came running back as soon as you opened your arms to me and I threw my arms around you. That was your "I'm stupid" moment. You used it. I saw it happening again and I talked to you about it...you remember what you told me? That I'm just being jealous and I need to get over it. Well, I guess you need to be carefull what you wish for. You said you deliberately negelect to call me (even though you promised you would) because you wanted me to chance and toughen up...I didn't want to do that because I don't like to be that person...but I guess you won that one. Because even though I tried to ignore the signs then, I've now closed my arms to you. I'm not going to be your back up plan who comes running any time you call. I hate being that girl and I refuse to be that girl again. I did it before. I pretended I wasnt hurt and I got past it. But then I got hurt again, and now I can make no promises. This time you are going to have to convince me to come back. This time I will have my guard up. Now I have to doubt everything you tell me. Now, I expect you to flake on me. Now I doubt anything you ever tought me. Now I'm harder. Tougher. Does it make you happy?
Because it doesn't make me happy. And while I have to be this way toward you, I'm doing my best not to let it cary over into other parts of my life. I'm doing my best not to let it affect my life, because if we are not friends, you don't get to change me. So when I see you, I'll be civil. But don't mistake that for friendship, because while I have to forgive you, I don't have to keep putting myself in the position to be hurt. You know what you'll become to me? A joke. The story I laugh with people about because laughter dulls the tears.
So congratulations. But I'm not sorry.

Not Enough

I hope you believed me when I told you that while the letter you sent is appreciated, it doesn't fix everything. You said you were taking your frustration out on me, and that's why you ignored me. Well, I guess that was kind of you in your own way, but it's still not enough. I can't live my life being mistreated by you, so you will have to work hard to earn me back. I mean, I'm there for you if I can help...but I don't get to care any more. And I'm not going to call you. If anything happens with us, it's going to have to be your effort.