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> ME, music, and HE
Author: aLmich
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I found your fingerprints
Do you know you're leaving them
All over this heart of mine too
But if I never take this leap of faith
I'll never know
So im learning to fall
With no safety net to cushion the blow
-Natasha B.
Music has always been a part of my life, I relate a loved one, a relationship, a specific situation to a song. If you browse through my playlist, it’s not categorized by the genre of songs but of how they make me feel.
I found your fingerprints
All over this heart of mine too
But if I never take this leap of faith
I'll never know
So im learning to fall
With no safety net to cushion the blow
-Natasha B.
Music has always been a part of my life, I relate a loved one, a relationship, a specific situation to a song. If you browse through my playlist, it’s not categorized by the genre of songs but of how they make me feel.
Currently, I'm listening to different kinds of music which I don't usually listen to. I guess that’s how I've always been when I am contemplative, I listen to songs. Hhmm, the music of Natasha Bedingfield resonates in my head.
Reminding me of these new subtle feelings springing from an infatuation. The budding feelings of romance you say? Maybe not! How refreshing and yet so melancholy at the same time. Could it be too soon for me? Have I had the time to heal the gaping wounds? I think not, frankly my feelings are mixed with trepidation & enthusiasm that I can't even tell if this emotion is real. I have not gushed over a guy for so long except for the movie stars on screen. Somehow the
feelings of anticipation are overshadowed by the fear of knowing that this will eventually be another failed relationship. This makes me want to just cringe and curl up into a ball, let myself wallow in my loneliness.
Seriously though, I've been acting non-sensical since I started getting attracted to this guy. The problem is we barely talk or converse with each other because I get tongued-tied with him. I'm not the type to get tongued tied about anything, I can be pretty blunt with men I like. So this is unusually uncommon to me and I have no explanation whatsoever why I feel this way about him.
Although, from the looks of it, if we can't even carry a decent conversation then I might as well just forget about this infatuation. Although, he is literally just an officemate [a QA to my horror!]. There is song that is solely for him and I listen to it every day while rushing to work and also when I get home.
Oh well, every thing is up in the air right now... life of single ME is literally independently awesome. No more fights, no restrictions, no guilt trips and of course no regrets. That may sound a wee bit hypocritical and I'm not gonna deny that I don't miss anything or the togetherness with JB, because I do. I do miss being special and made to feel like I'm the only ME alive, but those things seem insignificant now. The promises, the special gestures, the romantic rendezvous, were lost and those feelings seems phony to me now. There are days when I feel like I've just been hit with a ton of bricks and everything must be taken in stride. Like I always say to myself when I'm having a day like that..."Just roolll with the punches sweetie, just rolll with the punches."
