Freitag, 6. April 2012

Blue Lullaby

She just sits there with her endless black hair... strumming her guitar... and in my head the girl I wrote this song for is singing along with me. Seven years ago... it feels like it was yesterday ... though she changed the lyrics last night...

"Yellow roses frozen blue,
You sing for me,
Why not for my boyfriend too?"

She doesn't understand... I remember this feeling as well. She friend-zoned me back then and enjoyed the attention I gave her. I was her puppy dog.

"You just don't love me the way I would like
You to love me through this fight"

There is a saying I really love: "The one who doesn't understand history, is doomed to repeat it." I still don't understand all of it, but I'm happy to say, that I was never inclined to repeat any of it.


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