I realize that I fall so hard and so quickly and I'm beginning to wonder if anyone else realizes this. All it takes is a kind word thrown in my direction and I go into complete school girl mode and put on the most annoying lovey-dovey shit that I have in my Itunes.
It's the feeling that I long for. That surge of electricity that runs through my entire body the moment I think of that person.
"Whoa...your love is a fast song
And I'm dancing 'cause I'm loved again
Whoa...my heart is in motion
For the rhythm inside you
Whoa...your love is a slow song
It's resounding through my world again
Whoa...my heart is in motion
For the song inside of you"
That shit.
I feel incredibly dorky now and my heart is jumping rope in my chest as I type this nonsense.
ANYWAY.
I rearranged my room today for the second time in two months and all I can think of now is April 2005, the last time my bed was on this wall. My love for The Decemberists was nearly a month old and I had the heart of a gorgeous lad (for about a month) who would kiss me at every stop light. Then there was the sentimental trip to the mountains in North Carolina followed by a trip to Jacksonville a few weeks later to see My Chemical Romance.
I am so stuck on memories and trying to experience old feelings.
I desperately need to move on to making new memories and dipping my toes into the waves of new feelings.
And this has lost any focus that it may or may not have had to begin with.
Happy birthday to my mommy.
Currently Listening to: Adele as well as anything with the word "love" in it
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