Indie folk is a music genre that arose in the 1990s among musicians from indie rock scenes influenced by folk music. Indie folk hybridizes the acoustic guitar melodies of traditional folk music with contemporary instrumentation.
I woke up and started crying within 20 minutes. Today seems extra sensitive. I took a walk to clear my mind and just cried more. She is such a big part of my life and i miss her so much. Today, i am less tough.
Feels like reckless driving when we’re talking
It’s fun while it lasts, and it’s faster than walking
But no one’s going to sympathize when we crash
They’ll say “you hit what you head for, you get what you ask”
and we’ll say we didn’t know, we didn’t even try
one minute there was road beneath us, the next just sky
Today has been the longest day in a long time. For some reason, I thought that it would be a little easier after she left, but it wasn’t. When I say that it would be easier, I mean, as I waited, for 2 weeks, for the day that she would leave – I wanted to see her change her mind and stay. It was a count down of when she would be gone and it was terrifying. I thought that maybe that fear would be gone once I knew that she was on her way to start the next chapter of her life, but I missed her terribly all day. She’s probably not even talk way there yet. Around noon, she stopped by to give me a picture that she made for me and then she left.
As I typed those words about the picture, I was looking at it and saw there was this charm and seemed to open and once I opened it, there was a note inside. It made me cry.. the sweetest tears. I am quite sure that I will marry that lady once day. This is the first time in my life that I ever thought that I would even consider marriage. She won’t ever know, but I already went to my company’s website and looked at local listings. I found a few nice once, it seems like there is a huge job market in her area for my work.
I am going to continue my day my going to tell my sister all about everything. She has been a huge supporter through out everything. That reminds me, in less than a week, this website will have been 2 years old. It was started after she told me that we couldn’t talk anymore.
Today, we met at our normal halfway point. We walked for as long as we could and I tried by best not to think too much about hugging her goodbye. As I passed my friend’s house, they returned home, so spent some time over there but that didn’t stop me from emailing her minutes after leaving her side confessing a few of my thoughts that I couldn’t express in person.
They started watching The Never Ending Story around midnight and since I knew that I had way too much thinking to do, I left and listed to my playlist on random.
This is what it thought that I should listen to:
…and that is currently how many songs it takes to walk from her house to mine..
I had a necklace in my pocket for her.. and I wanted to tell her that I loved her before she left, but I just couldn’t accept that this would be the last time that I would see her, so I couldn’t bring myself to act like it could be.
Can I be the first to say that I fall in love with her over and over again. It’s been like this since the day that met her. She wouldn’t want to know that I often refer to her as ‘the woman that I am in love with..’ The next few words is always, ‘Well, what’s the problem?” That’s never fun to try to avoid.. time, life, people, love. you pick. They usually laugh and ask if she has a boyfriend. Sometimes I just say that I hope not.. I have a reputation of liking straight women.. if they only knew.. she just might love me too.
Today when I woke up, my exhaustion outweighed my motivation and as my co-workers talk to angry customers, I am updating my blog to myself with a song that I really liked as I was walking to Wake the Dead a few days ago to get lemonade.
