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Monday, 19 January 2009

  • The Way I Love You

    I know everyone says certain songs describe their lives. A lot of people use music to describe their lives. This song is EXACTLY the situation I'm in right now. It's not fair to be with someone when you don't feel anything when you're with them.
    I am in love. I miss my guy. He misses me.
    The relationship that I'm about to end is this song laying out. He's an amazing person, but I'm not in love with him.
    He's wonderful, but there's no one I'd rather be with than my guy.
    I'd rather fight a million times in a day with him than be with anyone else.

    fishart2-1

    He is sensible and so incredible
    And all my single friends are jealous
    He says everything I need to hear and it’s like I couldn't’t ask for anything better
    He opens up my door and I get into his car
    And he says you look beautiful tonight
    And I feel perfectly fine

    But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
    And it’s 2 AM and I’m cursing your name
    You’re so in love that you act insane
    And that’s the way I loved you
    Breakin’ down and coming undone
    It’s a roller-coaster kinda rush
    And I never knew I could feel that much
    And that’s the way I loved you

    He respects my space and never makes me wait
    And he calls exactly when he says he will
    He’s close to my mother
    Talks business with my father
    He’s charming and endearing and I’m comfortable
    Taylor Swift Lyrics on www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com

    But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
    And it’s 2 AM and I’m cursing your name
    You’re so in love that you act insane
    And that’s the way I loved you
    Breakin’ down and coming undone
    It’s a roller-coaster kinda rush
    And I never knew I could feel that much
    And that’s the way I loved you

    He can’t see the smile I’m faking
    And my heart’s not breaking
    Cause I’m not feeling anything at all
    And you were wild and crazy
    Just so frustrating intoxicating complicated
    Got away by some mistake and now ..

    I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
    It’s 2 AM and I’m cursing your name
    I’m so in love that I acted insane
    And that’s the way I loved you
    Breakin’ down and coming undone
    It’s a roller-coaster kinda rush
    And I never knew I could feel that much
    And that’s the way I loved you uhhh
    Whooa whooo oh oh
    Oh and that’s the way I loved you
    oh, oh oh uhh .. oh oh oh whoow
    Never knew I could feel that much
    And that’s the way I loved you

Saturday, 03 January 2009

  • For You

    I wrote this entry about two months ago. The story behind it is simple: I thought this boy was interested in me, so I put myself out there. Took a train into Chicago to see him. It was a wonderful time, we held hands, walked around the city, and cuddled at Navy Pier.
    I didn't want the day to end.
    When I got home myself and one of my friends were hanging out, she called him (I met him through her), and she had him on speaker. That was when I found out it meant nothing to him.

    This post is a result of that.
    loveyourself

    ...I know there's nothing wrong with me, I'm driven, fun, a wonderful person in general; yet last night I found myself asking that question.
    'What's wrong with me?'

    All because I found out a boy wasn't interested in me.

    Why do we think those terrible thoughts about ourselves when we face rejection?
    Is it human nature to automatically turn on ourselves when someone turns us down on the chance of romance?

    I know many people who become so ridiculously hard on themselves when they come to terms with the fact that the person they've been pining over doesn't return the feelings. Some have been my friends, some are people I hardly even know.

    But isn't it strange how you can just almost tell when people are lovesick?
    Love. It's one of the strongest feelings in the world.
    I'm a firm believer that we'll all find the most divine form of love in our own beautiful, disatrous ways.

    But that last thought returns me to the beginning of this.
    Loving yourself.
    Coming to terms that you're not perfect.
    No one is.
    Yet when you love someone, they're perfect in your eyes.
    ....And it doesn't have to make sense.

    Although, when you come to terms with the fact that you are completely head over heels in love, you also have to love yourself.

    Loving yourself. The hardest thing that some people might ever be asked to do.
    Yet, the one thing that could possibly save us from shutting down the second we have to deal with heartache.

    In the end, our salvation depends on how much we love ourselves.

    Take comfort in the fact that you will be okay.
    Maybe not today.
    Or tomorrow.

    ...But soon....


    Love is wonderful.
    And so are you, my friend.

    We're amazing.

    The idea of love starts with loving yourself.
    And you deserve the best.

Friday, 02 January 2009

  • Missing You, and You, You too.

    lonley-1 Missing You.  I miss the way we used to be bestfriends and be able to talk about anything to each other.  I loved being the Robin to your Batman.  We used to talk about going to college together.  The two of us were always seen as unseperable; "attached at the hip" that's what everyone used to say about us.  You were the one who got me to do things I thought I never would.  Your rooftop was where summer started and ended, camping out with your family made me feel like I had another family to go to whenever mine just didn't seem enough.
    I almost hated myself when I started to realize how much you actually manipulated my mind.  Got me to think and say certain things that just weren't me.  But you were my best friend; best friends are supposed to stick together.  So I went with all of it.  You said he wasn't good enough for me. 
    Finally I didn't listen.  I finally started realizing how much lying you did.  But why?  There was never an answer for what you did, why you lied so much.  And for some strange reason, everyone was able to see it except me.

    But if I could go back to those fun, best friend-secret moments I would.

     

    And You.  You completed the circle, the third musketeer.  I thought you were out to steal my best friend away from me at fist, but soon you became just as unseperable from us.  You were more distant though, you kept to yourself and hardly did the sleepovers.  Kept your guard for most of the 4 years we were best friends.  We became even closer.  When school was over you worked all the time, what happened?  You didn't call anymore.  When I would finally get a hold of you, suddenly it was my fault for not calling sooner.  I didn't understand it. 
    You met this guy online, packed your things, and headed for California.  I haven't seen you since.  When I was the only one who would really talk to you at the beginning of the school year and you still questioned if I was your friend.

    I really don't know if I'll ever get the old you back.  Or if I'll ever really talk to you again.


    You too.  Especially You.  More than anything.  I loved you; I still love you.  You were the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen.  I didn't think I would ever meet someone as amazingly cute as you.  Sure, you got into trouble.  A lot of trouble when we were younger, but that's part of what made me want you even more.  My guy.  I was always your girl.  Even when we were dating other people.  We were always best friends.  People told me to stay away from you.  I couldn't.  Everywhere I went, I couldn't escape you.  And that was okay with me. 
    As we got older I didn't know how to juggle everything I wanted and everything I already had.  You kept saying you didn't want to hold me back from anything.  Truthfully, I would have given anything to have you come with me.  I know we're on our own ways now, but I'm STILL YOUR GIRL. 
    The sad part is when I meet a guy that can get my mind off of you even for a little while, suddenly there I am, wishing he was you.  Comparing him to you.

    But he'll never be you.  And I love you.

     

Monday, 29 December 2008

  • Dear Heart

    Dear Heart,

    I'm sorry that I'm so bad with you these days.  I haven't been taking very good care of you.  I seem to find someone you're interested in, and then it all blows up.  You give me the signals too.  Like when I feel you've sunk down to the bottom of my stomach or when it feels like you've fluttered up to my throat to hang out with my vocal chords.

    It's a very good feeling too, don't get me wrong.  But why don't you keep that feeling last longer with the "right" guys?  It seems that the only guys you keep that feeling up for are the ones I can't have.  The emotionally unavaliable, the taken ones, or just the ones that have hurt me in the past and don't deserve us anymore.

    Now, there's the "good" guys.  The dependable ones; the ones that always seem to be there for us when we need them most.  The ones who look at the other guys that make you have that funny feeling and wonder how in the world we ever found to be attracted to them.  They're smart, funny, and always pretty cute.  Why can't you have those feelings for them?!  And when you finally do get those feeling for them, why can't it last?

    Hopefully we'll find the right guy one day.

    In the mean time, let's try to compromise.  He can be emotionally unavaliable, but can he at least have a job?

    Thanks.

     

Monday, 22 December 2008

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  • I'm a 19 year old college student. I attend Lindenwood University in St. Charles, Illinois. Nothing has been harder than leaving my family to make my dreams come true. I have a few amazing groups; I call them my families. I work at a Renaissance Faire in the summer selling Celtic Jewelery. It is my second home. And I love meeting people; especially when they change my life. I believe in love, but I believe in loving myself first.

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