During my ‘birthday party’ I received a text that sent me back to what’s really important. I don’t mean to get side tracked so easily, but the minute that I see her.. that’s all that I can see. Nothing else matters, especially people that I try my hardest to forget that they exist..
She said that she was kind of in trouble, and that left me blaming myself. We don’t do a thing wrong, but I’m aware that my feelings are wrong and maybe she has some of those too. It’s all an extremely complicated journey that just makes me want to watch The Lake House all the way through, just to hear Sandra Bullock say, “You waited!” I can barely handle romantic things like that.
At night, as I lay in bed, I think about how we are similar to a couple that you would see in a black and white romance movie. However, as unexpected as it is, I am the woman, all done up with curly hair and a white dress completely with doughy eyes and all, and she is Hugh Grant, in a suit with a fancy hat on, kissing me sweetly just before she tells me that she has to leave. Oh how I love / hate how that feels. I know that she feels the same way about me as I do her.. or I wouldn’t be so quick to sacrifice my time and sanity.
and one more video to help the heart beat…