The best

She gets the late night phone calls and you get the date nights
She barely hears from him until you get in a fight
And the worst part is you know she's harmless
You don't need to wonder where his heart is
'Cause you've got him
And she never had him at all

She gets to hear him talk about how to stay with you
She gives him great advice, sacrifice and her love, too.
And the best part is he'll never know
She'd rather cry than let it show
Because so far
She just hasn't been what he wants

She hears the same old story, every single time
He doesn't realize who he's looking in the eye
And the worst part is he really trusts her
He doesn't see how he could love her
She's the best friend
(And) she'll never be anything more

Goodbye

It was dark
On that night we said goodbye
It was hard
It was tough
Never easy
Never enough

I pushed you away
And I meant to
I needed to
I pushed you to something you didn't want to do

I couldn't let my heart open
I've always been scared to show it
It's not perfect in shape or size
(But) it's mine

I pushed you away
I told you to go
I told you "no"
I pushed you to stop all the nonsense
This talk of "us"

random/music/love

I have this soft spot in my heart for Bruce Springsteen. To be honest, I'm not one of those fans that knows every single song, or random trivia about him. But I love his music. And his style. He just seems....real.

I remember the day that I first found my mother's Born in the USA cassette and CD (she has both). Popped it in my stereo and...fell in love.

The drumbeats that make you want to start tapping along.
The heartfelt lyrics of typical life. Things that really happen.

The unadulterated American pride.

I still can almost always recognize one of "The Boss"'s songs on the radio, even if I haven't heard it before.

He just has such a distinguishable voice.

My heart sort of does this fluttery/excited/want to dance thing when Bruce comes on the radio. I can't help but smile, and start tapping on the steering wheel.

I love it.

My favorites:

Glory Days

Dancing in the Dark

Born to Run

Working on the Highway

My Hometown

and, of course,

Born in the USA

The words that crept from my mind through the voices in my head...

I've been thinking a lot about patterns lately. Patterns in my life, and in my experiences with love.

In my limited experience with dating and love (which can definitely be two different things), I have come to a couple conclusions:

1) it's sometimes hard for you to give your heart away
2) but it's also really hard when you are willing, and the other person won't take it. Or they won't take it all.

This is what keeps running through my head:

I gave him all that he was willing to take
But he rejected my soul
He didn't want it all
He didn't want me at all

-Eden