andrea…

Tell me what you thought about when you were gone
and so alone
The worst is over
You can have the best of me
We got older, but we’re still young
We never grew out of this feeling that we won’t give up

Here we lay again
On two separate beds, riding phone lines
To meet a familiar voice and pictures drawn from memory
We reflect on miscommunications and misunderstandings
And missing each other too,
much too attached to let go.
Turn our music down and we whisper,
“Say what you’re thinking right now.”

Tell me what you thought about when you were gone
and so alone
The worst is over
You can have the best of me
We got older, but we’re still young…
We never grew out of this feeling
that we won’t give up

Jumping to conclusions
Made me fall away from you.
I’m so glad that the truth,
has brought back together me and you
We’re sitting on the ground (sitting on the ground)
And we whisper, (and we whisper)
“Say what you’re thinking out loud.”

Tell me what you thought about
when you were gone
and so alone
The worst is over
You can have the best of me
We got older, but we’re still young…
We never grew out of this feeling
that we won’t give up

Turn our music down and we whisper,
We’re sitting on the ground and we whisper,
We turn our music down,
we’re sitting on the ground
The next time I’m in town,
we will kiss, girl….
We will kiss, girl!

Tell me what you thought about
when you were gone
and so alone…
The worst is over
You can have the best of me
We got older, but we’re still young
We never grew out of this feeling that we won’t,
Feeling that we can’t
We’re not ready to give up

We got older but we’re still young
We never grew out of this feeling
that we won’t give up…

Today’s horoscope:

You may be buzzing on all the energy you feel, but a deeper flow of emotions can catch you off guard, possibly even sending you into a temporary tailspin. Don’t worry; you’ll quickly recover as long as you acknowledge the progress you have made. Looking within doesn’t necessarily require looking back. Imagine your future rather than dreaming of your past.

ap·pa·ri·tion (āp’ə-rĭsh’ən)
n.
1. A ghostly figure; a specter.
2. A sudden or unusual sight.
3. The act of appearing; appearance.

why do we torture ourselves? if you’re going to make direct responses to my blog, you may as well just talk to me.

but you made your choice. and you can continue to torture yourself over it if you so choose.

this battle of the blogs has got to end. our history has to be over. knowing you still keep track of my life doesn’t make living it any easier.

let me go. because if you don’t, i never will.