A Good Man Is Hard To Find.
Pretend
is a city bigger than
New York,
bigger than
all the cities
at once.
Why is it so hard to find someone that's right for you?
I crush on people easily. Sometimes I even end up liking someone. And hey, there are people that like me back. Furthermore, I think I'm a generally attractive person (not counting the mornings, of course) with a good sense of humor and decent personality. In turn, a majority of the people that like me are also attractive, amusing and "good" overall.
But somehow, the two halves of any possible whole fail to come together. Or at least, they don't stay together very long. Why? I suppose in an age of short attention spans, relationship life spans are bound to diminish as well. It's easy to complain about how things "just don't work out," but I think it's more useful to try and understand why. Frustrating circumstances, bad timing, conflicting perspectives, an inability to see beyond a person's flaws or, of course, an inability to change... but are these real reasons or just real good excuses? I still believe that, deep down, people are good and love is real. So is fear.
Personally, I've grown okay to things not always "working out." Why? I've had too many happy times - now happy memories - with people that I find it impossible to dismiss such happiness as some figment of my imagination. There are times when I've perhaps pretended to like someone more than I truly did, and vice versa I'm sure. I wish some relationships lasted longer, others I wish had ended sooner. Regardless, I've learned so much from my experiences - about myself and about others. What's there to regret?
It's not as if New York City
burnt down to the ground
once you drove away,
It's not as if the sun won't shine
when clouds up above
wash the blues away...
Do we have to go back and figure out our past before we can figure out our future? Maybe. I know I say that I want a serious relationship, that I just want to settle down... but do I? I'm a serial dater. I enjoy looking around because I don't really know what I want yet. I will someday, though. Someday I'll be ready.
So why do I still get sad that I haven't found "the one" when, A.) I don't know who/what "the one" is yet, and B.) I don't even want "the one" yet! Well, because you can't argue with emotion; it always wins because it's always true... at least for me.
Recently I've been listening to a lot of music. Different kinds of music. This includes Vampire Weekend, M.I.A., Kate Nash, Janet Jackson, Rooney... anything and everything. It helps me sort out my thoughts. That and writing.
It's 2008. (Or is that 200GREAT?) I feel very grown up, very changed. I can't remember ever feeling this way before and I know there's no turning back.
Blow out your candles, Laura.
"The one who tells you he has dreams about you...
that's who you want to be with."
is a city bigger than
New York,
bigger than
all the cities
at once.
Why is it so hard to find someone that's right for you?
I crush on people easily. Sometimes I even end up liking someone. And hey, there are people that like me back. Furthermore, I think I'm a generally attractive person (not counting the mornings, of course) with a good sense of humor and decent personality. In turn, a majority of the people that like me are also attractive, amusing and "good" overall.
But somehow, the two halves of any possible whole fail to come together. Or at least, they don't stay together very long. Why? I suppose in an age of short attention spans, relationship life spans are bound to diminish as well. It's easy to complain about how things "just don't work out," but I think it's more useful to try and understand why. Frustrating circumstances, bad timing, conflicting perspectives, an inability to see beyond a person's flaws or, of course, an inability to change... but are these real reasons or just real good excuses? I still believe that, deep down, people are good and love is real. So is fear.
Personally, I've grown okay to things not always "working out." Why? I've had too many happy times - now happy memories - with people that I find it impossible to dismiss such happiness as some figment of my imagination. There are times when I've perhaps pretended to like someone more than I truly did, and vice versa I'm sure. I wish some relationships lasted longer, others I wish had ended sooner. Regardless, I've learned so much from my experiences - about myself and about others. What's there to regret?
It's not as if New York City
burnt down to the ground
once you drove away,
It's not as if the sun won't shine
when clouds up above
wash the blues away...
Do we have to go back and figure out our past before we can figure out our future? Maybe. I know I say that I want a serious relationship, that I just want to settle down... but do I? I'm a serial dater. I enjoy looking around because I don't really know what I want yet. I will someday, though. Someday I'll be ready.
So why do I still get sad that I haven't found "the one" when, A.) I don't know who/what "the one" is yet, and B.) I don't even want "the one" yet! Well, because you can't argue with emotion; it always wins because it's always true... at least for me.
Recently I've been listening to a lot of music. Different kinds of music. This includes Vampire Weekend, M.I.A., Kate Nash, Janet Jackson, Rooney... anything and everything. It helps me sort out my thoughts. That and writing.
It's 2008. (Or is that 200GREAT?) I feel very grown up, very changed. I can't remember ever feeling this way before and I know there's no turning back.
Blow out your candles, Laura.
"The one who tells you he has dreams about you...
that's who you want to be with."