Sunday, August 2, 2009

in the dark

I don't know what it is about boys that make them so...

obnoxious? irresistable? annoying? fantastic?



One minute you can be blissfully happy, ridiculously and tingly excited, and the next moment you are laying in the middle of your front yard with one of your earbuds refusing to stay put as you listen to a scrambled mix of girl-rock power-ballads and vivaldi-style classical music. that's right, prayers being sung in latin.

The girl rock is to help heal the ache, the shallow convincing that you are better off without him, that you were being held back that he was not THE ONE.

You are women, you are strong, you are fierce.

HEAR YOU ROAR!



Only right now it is more like a baby kitten sobbing.

well, hopefully not that sad.



And that is where the latin prayer music come in. Because who doesn't love a little pleading to god or whomever when things don't go your way?

idk. maybe I am simply in a cynical mood recalling what happened those summers ago.

I just hate that history is capable of repeating itself.

1 comment:

Jessie said...

Way to hit the nail on the head.

And its not as sad as a scared kitten but rather a scared German Shepherd barking because they KNOW they are supposed to protect you, but at the same time they REALLY want to run the other way with their tail tucked.