The truth is
That I miss lyin' in those arms of his
But I don't ever let it show
I laugh and I act like
I'm having the time of my life
as far as he knows
It's easy goin' out on a Friday night
Easy, everytime I see him out
I can smile, live it up
The way a single girl does
But, what he, what he don't know
is how hard it is to make it look so
Easy
Monday, November 21, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Remind Me
"Remind Me"(with Carrie Underwood)
[Brad] We didn't care if people stared
We'd make out in a crowd somewhere
Somebody'd tell us to get a room
It's hard to believe that was me and you
Now we keep saying that we're ok
But I don't want to settle for good not great
I miss the way that it felt back then I wanna feel that way again
Been so long that you'd forget the way I used to kiss your neck
[Carrie] Remind me, remind me
So on fire so in love. Way back when we couldn't get enough
[Carrie] Remind me, remind me
[Carrie] Remember the airport dropping me off
We were kissing goodbye and we couldn't stop
[Brad] I felt bad cause you missed your flight
[Carrie and Brad] But that meant we had one more night
[Carrie] Do you remember how it used to be
we'd turn out the lights and didn't just sleep
[Brad] Remind me Remind me
Baby remind me
[Carrie] Oh so on fire so in love
that look in your eyes that I miss so much
[Brad] Remind me, baby remind me
[Brad] I wanna feel that way
[Carrie] Yeah I wanna hold you close
[Brad and Carrie] Oh If you still love me
Don't just assume I know
[Carrie] Do you remember the way it felt?
[Brad] You mean back when we couldn't control ourselves
[Carrie] Remind me, remind me
[Brad] Yeah remind me
[Carrie] All those things that you used to do
That made me fall in love with you
Remind me. Oh Baby Remind Me
[Brad] Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
All those mornings I was late for work
Remind me
[Brad and Carrie] Oh baby remind me
[Carrie] Oh, baby remind me, remind me
[Brad] Yeah, you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
Baby, remind me
[Brad] We didn't care if people stared
We'd make out in a crowd somewhere
Somebody'd tell us to get a room
It's hard to believe that was me and you
Now we keep saying that we're ok
But I don't want to settle for good not great
I miss the way that it felt back then I wanna feel that way again
Been so long that you'd forget the way I used to kiss your neck
[Carrie] Remind me, remind me
So on fire so in love. Way back when we couldn't get enough
[Carrie] Remind me, remind me
[Carrie] Remember the airport dropping me off
We were kissing goodbye and we couldn't stop
[Brad] I felt bad cause you missed your flight
[Carrie and Brad] But that meant we had one more night
[Carrie] Do you remember how it used to be
we'd turn out the lights and didn't just sleep
[Brad] Remind me Remind me
Baby remind me
[Carrie] Oh so on fire so in love
that look in your eyes that I miss so much
[Brad] Remind me, baby remind me
[Brad] I wanna feel that way
[Carrie] Yeah I wanna hold you close
[Brad and Carrie] Oh If you still love me
Don't just assume I know
[Carrie] Do you remember the way it felt?
[Brad] You mean back when we couldn't control ourselves
[Carrie] Remind me, remind me
[Brad] Yeah remind me
[Carrie] All those things that you used to do
That made me fall in love with you
Remind me. Oh Baby Remind Me
[Brad] Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
All those mornings I was late for work
Remind me
[Brad and Carrie] Oh baby remind me
[Carrie] Oh, baby remind me, remind me
[Brad] Yeah, you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
Baby, remind me
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
there's no such thing as a little thing.
When it comes to dating, I try to keep relatively low expectations but I definitely have a few rules...
1. I will not fight for someone who doesn't want to be fought for.
It takes too much effort and ends in too much heartbreak. Plus it's just plain annoying if you're on the wrong end of it. Someone else calling you baby?
2. I will not date a heavy drinker, someone who smokes, sleeps around or someone who does drugs.
Yes, all are a personal choice and this isn't to say someone is a write off for experimenting once upon a time. If you're still experimenting, I'm not interested. I cannot stand the smell of cigarettes and I don't want to kiss an ash tray.
3. If you text me anytime between 2 am and 7am and it is not an emergency... it's pretty much over then.
If you're awake during these times, chances are it's one of the three things I cannot stand in rule number 2. Or a booty call. In any case, if you text or call for any reason other than death or serious injury chances are I will tell you to take your phone elsewhere.
4. Stage 5 clingers need not apply.
The only thing that turns me off more than a drinker, smoker or druggy s is clingyness. I like to exchange a few texts or quick phone calls during the day as much as the next person. Good Morning's are always great (heck, there are even songs written about such things), a lunch time check in, and a "how was your day" conversation or three in the evening. The worst kind of clingers, are the ones who want to analyze me. Unless you have been in my life for a while, you do not get to tell me what is best for me, what I should or should not do, or what kind of person I am. I'm married to my phone, but I'm not going to check in a dozen times an hour, and the more you analyze me or our relationship, or overly sweet talk the less I'll respond.
On a side note:
How do you tell someone they're being rule number 4 without being a complete bitch?
Maybe I'm single for a reason.
1. I will not fight for someone who doesn't want to be fought for.
It takes too much effort and ends in too much heartbreak. Plus it's just plain annoying if you're on the wrong end of it. Someone else calling you baby?
2. I will not date a heavy drinker, someone who smokes, sleeps around or someone who does drugs.
Yes, all are a personal choice and this isn't to say someone is a write off for experimenting once upon a time. If you're still experimenting, I'm not interested. I cannot stand the smell of cigarettes and I don't want to kiss an ash tray.
3. If you text me anytime between 2 am and 7am and it is not an emergency... it's pretty much over then.
If you're awake during these times, chances are it's one of the three things I cannot stand in rule number 2. Or a booty call. In any case, if you text or call for any reason other than death or serious injury chances are I will tell you to take your phone elsewhere.
4. Stage 5 clingers need not apply.
The only thing that turns me off more than a drinker, smoker or druggy s is clingyness. I like to exchange a few texts or quick phone calls during the day as much as the next person. Good Morning's are always great (heck, there are even songs written about such things), a lunch time check in, and a "how was your day" conversation or three in the evening. The worst kind of clingers, are the ones who want to analyze me. Unless you have been in my life for a while, you do not get to tell me what is best for me, what I should or should not do, or what kind of person I am. I'm married to my phone, but I'm not going to check in a dozen times an hour, and the more you analyze me or our relationship, or overly sweet talk the less I'll respond.
On a side note:
How do you tell someone they're being rule number 4 without being a complete bitch?
Maybe I'm single for a reason.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
you.
I miss you. every single day.
the one person who knew everything about me and more. the one person I could turn to in any situation. the one person who made me feel like I was on top of the world. all the time. together or not.
I miss your laugh. your eyes. your half smiles. your touch.
I miss skating. white hot chocolate and tiny marshmallows. I miss not caring what anyone thought. I miss fighting. I miss making up. I miss snowboarding. I miss your single bed. I miss the cabin. reading on the lake. I miss surprise pictures. drunken nights. sober mornings. I miss the zoo. I miss chocolate and pineapple. I miss reading flyers. I miss hockey games.
I miss simple. don't have to work for it. no more first impressions. first kisses. let downs.
I miss not having to work so hard because it just worked.
just because I'm the reason things are this way. doesn't mean I don't.
every day I picture a reunion. started by something small. something only you would get who or where it came from. one last chance to make it up to you. to prove how foolish and naieve I was. and maybe I still am. it's taken me way too long to figure it out. and that's my downfall. but I realize what we had. and I realize that I can go on countless dates and I'm never going to find that again.
and it breaks my heart a little more every day.
I'm sorry.
the one person who knew everything about me and more. the one person I could turn to in any situation. the one person who made me feel like I was on top of the world. all the time. together or not.
I miss your laugh. your eyes. your half smiles. your touch.
I miss skating. white hot chocolate and tiny marshmallows. I miss not caring what anyone thought. I miss fighting. I miss making up. I miss snowboarding. I miss your single bed. I miss the cabin. reading on the lake. I miss surprise pictures. drunken nights. sober mornings. I miss the zoo. I miss chocolate and pineapple. I miss reading flyers. I miss hockey games.
I miss simple. don't have to work for it. no more first impressions. first kisses. let downs.
I miss not having to work so hard because it just worked.
just because I'm the reason things are this way. doesn't mean I don't.
every day I picture a reunion. started by something small. something only you would get who or where it came from. one last chance to make it up to you. to prove how foolish and naieve I was. and maybe I still am. it's taken me way too long to figure it out. and that's my downfall. but I realize what we had. and I realize that I can go on countless dates and I'm never going to find that again.
and it breaks my heart a little more every day.
I'm sorry.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
past. present. future?
The first flutter of a heart experiencing love. something all encompassing. a feeling that is different every time you experience it. yet a familiar feeling all the same.
jr. high love so innocent and naive. this love stands out the most to me. where dating entails that you spend the odd afternoon together after school. hours consumed by msn back when you were lucky to have a cell phone, and texting didn't exist. I can remember every detail of that summer, and to this day I relate so many songs to those feelings. you are the only person who has ever made me feel that way. and the only one so capable of ripping my world apart. and putting it back together.
high school love a little more mature, a little less innocent and still equally naive. faith that you can take on the world together and that you will be one of those couples that last. a story to tell the grandchildren. relationships last on and off for weeks, months and if you're one of the lucky ones a couple of years. but most of the time they fizzle. even the strongest ones weaken over time. until a crack becomes a break. re glued every time until eventually the damage is too ugly to bother with another repair. It will never be the same. but you miss them just the same. because one final chance could be the one that sticks.
each relationship leaves a different impression on our formidable hearts. and yours is still raw. perhaps because I keep choosing to reopen the uneven quickly sewn stitches and expose myself all over again. though you read me so well.
and I think I kind of like it.
jr. high love so innocent and naive. this love stands out the most to me. where dating entails that you spend the odd afternoon together after school. hours consumed by msn back when you were lucky to have a cell phone, and texting didn't exist. I can remember every detail of that summer, and to this day I relate so many songs to those feelings. you are the only person who has ever made me feel that way. and the only one so capable of ripping my world apart. and putting it back together.
high school love a little more mature, a little less innocent and still equally naive. faith that you can take on the world together and that you will be one of those couples that last. a story to tell the grandchildren. relationships last on and off for weeks, months and if you're one of the lucky ones a couple of years. but most of the time they fizzle. even the strongest ones weaken over time. until a crack becomes a break. re glued every time until eventually the damage is too ugly to bother with another repair. It will never be the same. but you miss them just the same. because one final chance could be the one that sticks.
each relationship leaves a different impression on our formidable hearts. and yours is still raw. perhaps because I keep choosing to reopen the uneven quickly sewn stitches and expose myself all over again. though you read me so well.
and I think I kind of like it.
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