Goin' Crazy
I love this song: (Natalie)
Ever since the day you went away
And left me lonely and cold
My life just hasn't been the same
Oh baby no
When I looked into your eyes
The moment that I let you go I just broke down (down)
Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you again I would sacrifice
'Cause the feelin that I feel within no other man
Would ever make me feel so right
It's nice to smile when I get your phone call at night
But I'd rather have you here with me
Right next to me
And I miss the way you hold me tight
I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch
I never thought that I could ever love a man so much
I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny
For you I'd cross the world for you
I'd do anything
That's right baby
I'm goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
That's right baby
Im goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
Break it down now I'll tell you what I feel
From the moment that I met you it's been so damn real
My heart seems to skip another beat every time we speak
Can't believe I feel so weak
Tell me that you really need me
And you want me
And you miss me
And you love me
I'm your lady
I'll be around waiting for you
Put it down be the woman for you
I'm falling so deep for you
Crazy over you I'm calling
Callin' out to you
What am I gonna do?
It's true no frontin'
It's you ain't no other
I can no longer go on without you
I'll just break down (down)
I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch
I never thought that I could ever love a man so much
I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny
For you I'd cross the world for you
I'd do anything
That's right baby
I'm goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
That's right baby
I'm goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
ooo, crazy,(ooo)
lady (ooo)
lately (ooo)
Baby
It's so romantic it inspired me for this: (Note: This is written by me, it may suck...well probably does but please don't steal and take for you're own, I've had problems with that! Don't know why...my writting sucks)
Goin’ Crazy
A/N: This is about a girl who is best friends with a guy, who she loves; will it turn out…or not? Also Carmela is ment to be spelled with one "L".
Disclaimer: I own nothing but me.
Have you ever felt loved? Has that man ever come up to you and said, “I love you.”? It has never happened to me, though I want it to happen. I tell friends how I feel but sometimes I don’t think they feel the extent of my feelings. Have you ever lay in bed and just cried about it? I have…what does love mean to me? It means a lot. I hear things like: “Doubt the stars are on fire, Doubt Doth the sun move, Doubt Truth to be a liar but never doubt I love.” Those things are deep to me…I want love. I can be a hopeless romantic, I want romance. Sometimes, I think love is horrible and I never want it, it causes pain. And in a way it does…it causes a lot of pain, you want to feel it so bad you are physically sick about it; I have puked over it that’s how sick about love I am. When a man breaks you’re heart, whether be cheating, words, or physically showing horrible emotions towards you it breaks you, breaks your, mind, body and spirit, it breaks the whole you. You feel you can’t trust again, how can you?
Then you start thinking all men are like that but deep down you know they aren’t and even when you hide you’re true feelings you know deep down you want to be loved, you want a guy to point to you and say, “That’s her” Or see you in the morning you’re hair a mess, you in pajamas and he looks at you smiles and says, “Baby, you’re beautiful.” We don’t want to hear how hot or sexy we are…we want to hear you’re beautiful.
We don’t want to be some prize or another notch in the bedpost…we just want to be loved. Don’t tell me you love me, I might do something stupid and believe you. Men can make love out to be horrible and painful they can break you and shake you. Whether it is you’re boyfriend or maybe even you’re father showing you wrong signals about what love really is. Love is suppose to be beautiful but…I feel sick when I think about it…or that someone, I think about that someone, I hear a song and it reminds me of him and Imagine what it would be like for him to hold me and tell me he loves me and…tell me how pretty I am. But it’s not possible is it? Is there really a soul mate…is there really a true love?
I don’t think so, I sit on my bed and cry and cry over him, he takes girls who are blonde, big chest, beautiful but have no brains, and I feel it’s a competition. I feel I will never be pretty enough for him. Every time I see him, my heart aches it feels a pang in it, I want to cry, I want to throw up right there. His laugh, it’s so beautiful his smile his everything. I usually end up finding an excuse to leave I know he thinks something is wrong…he always asks if I am ok, I always lie and say yes I am it's not like he's always the best friend anyway, he's probably very abusive his girlfriends usually leave pissed or afraid.
I’m not ok...not at all. How do you tell you’re best friend you love them? He always seems to be happy and he probably is, but a part of me is happy and another is like…please…be unhappy please love me. Inside I am screaming, screaming for him but on the outside I act normal…as normal as I can be. I usually run home and burst into tears, I always feel sad and depressed. I just want it to go away…go away forever no matter how I try and move on I can’t, there is such a deep love for him. Him…his name it rolls off my tongue nicely.
I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch I never thought that I could ever love a man so much I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny For you I'd cross the world for you I'd do anything That's right baby I'm goin' crazy I need to be your lady I've been thinking lately That you and me, yes we can make it Just ride with me, roll with me I'm in love with you (baby)
I hear the sound of Natalie, I sigh, love songs almost made it worse for me then I really thought about him. I sigh heavily as if I was about to cry and throw the keys down on the table. I felt like as some people put it, “One of those angsty bitches” Yeah maybe I am, yeah I think about him a lot, but, the world doesn’t revolve around me, it’s usually me insulting myself then turning around and saying to my friend, “Gee Carmela you look gorgeous.” And it’s not that she doesn’t compliment me, she does, it’s just I’ve had so many people down me I now have low self esteem. I open my fridge in my apartment and find a coke, I sigh and lean against the counter and open my can of pop and tilt my head back as I drink the sweet liquid. I set it on the counter and take my coat off and throw it over a chair near my table in my small dining room if that’s what you want to call it.
I hear the phone ring and I groan, I just wanted to be alone, I wanted to soak in my own self pity and I know it sounds bad but, for some reason it felt better, I walk over to the kitchen once again and answer it.
“Yes?” I say quietly.
“Hey Amara it’s me, Carmela.”
I roll my eyes, “No shit Sherlock.” I reply sighing.
“You still depressed.”
“I guess.” I say, cutting to the chase. “Did you need something?” I ask.
“Jeez, don’t want to talk to you either Miss-I’m-To-Depressed-To-Give-A-Shit.” She replies sarcastically.
“Sorry,” I mutter.
“Want me to bring over Legally blonde.” I suppress a groan I just wanted to rot in self pity.
“Sure.”
“Cool, on my way.” She said hanging up, I hang the phone up and walk over to the couch and throw myself down it felt nice to sulk I was in the dark for some reason it helped with the mood. I soon lie over and fall asleep to the soft sounds of music. I hear a knock about an hour later and I hear the song, “Dreaming of You.” By Selena.
Wonder if you ever see me and I wonder if you know I'm there If you looked in my eyes Would you see what's inside would you even care I just wanna hold you close but so far All I have are dreams of you So I wait for the day (wait for the day) And the courage to say How much I love you (yes I do)
“How ironic.” I mutter, as I get up and answer the door, to see Carmela her wavy brown and purple streaked hair, I had dull hair, just brown, I suppose the color of Jennifer Lopez, not that I ever wanted to be like her. I let Carmela in and she hears the music.
“Stop being depressed.” She says turning off the music, oh yes, snap my fingers and there we have it, I’m not depressed anymore let’s celebrate. Carmela can tell I am being sarcastic to myself by the look on my face, she shakes her head.
“Look, I know it’s hard, and I’m not sure I know what you feel like, me being with Glenn after all but…try and be happy.”
“I’ll try no promises now get you’re ass over there and put the movie in.” I say, she smiles and saunters over and pops it in, wile I bring popcorn and wine coolers in after a wile; I plop down next to her and watch the movie getting loaded on raspberry wine cooler.
“Carly I love you.” I say rocking from side to side, my head was swimming and I felt as light as a feather, it wasn’t me to get drunk, lately I had gotten drunk an awful lot with Carmela well…it was just me getting drunk it was her staying over night helping me and being a good friend by saying, “There is no way in hell you are expecting me to clean up that puke.”
She’d put me in bed, I’d wake up the next morning whining of a headache as I cleaned up the puke in the bathroom. This morning was different I came out to see Carmela grinning oh dear god...what has she got in her head.
“You know that party I have to go to for my job?”
“Yeah,” I mutter, “I should care because…why?” I ask.
“Come with me, an outing would help.” She replies, I raise an eyebrow and shrug.
"Sure what the hell.” I reply smiling, little did I know that the little ‘outing’ would change everything.
This is only the first chapter...like I said, my writing sucks. Lol, but I do it for fun and it would be cool to be an author someday. :)
Ever since the day you went away
And left me lonely and cold
My life just hasn't been the same
Oh baby no
When I looked into your eyes
The moment that I let you go I just broke down (down)
Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you again I would sacrifice
'Cause the feelin that I feel within no other man
Would ever make me feel so right
It's nice to smile when I get your phone call at night
But I'd rather have you here with me
Right next to me
And I miss the way you hold me tight
I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch
I never thought that I could ever love a man so much
I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny
For you I'd cross the world for you
I'd do anything
That's right baby
I'm goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
That's right baby
Im goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
Break it down now I'll tell you what I feel
From the moment that I met you it's been so damn real
My heart seems to skip another beat every time we speak
Can't believe I feel so weak
Tell me that you really need me
And you want me
And you miss me
And you love me
I'm your lady
I'll be around waiting for you
Put it down be the woman for you
I'm falling so deep for you
Crazy over you I'm calling
Callin' out to you
What am I gonna do?
It's true no frontin'
It's you ain't no other
I can no longer go on without you
I'll just break down (down)
I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch
I never thought that I could ever love a man so much
I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny
For you I'd cross the world for you
I'd do anything
That's right baby
I'm goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
That's right baby
I'm goin' crazy
I need to be your lady
I've been thinking lately
That you and me, yes we can make it
Just ride with me, roll with me
I'm in love with you (baby)
ooo, crazy,(ooo)
lady (ooo)
lately (ooo)
Baby
It's so romantic it inspired me for this: (Note: This is written by me, it may suck...well probably does but please don't steal and take for you're own, I've had problems with that! Don't know why...my writting sucks)
Goin’ Crazy
A/N: This is about a girl who is best friends with a guy, who she loves; will it turn out…or not? Also Carmela is ment to be spelled with one "L".
Disclaimer: I own nothing but me.
Have you ever felt loved? Has that man ever come up to you and said, “I love you.”? It has never happened to me, though I want it to happen. I tell friends how I feel but sometimes I don’t think they feel the extent of my feelings. Have you ever lay in bed and just cried about it? I have…what does love mean to me? It means a lot. I hear things like: “Doubt the stars are on fire, Doubt Doth the sun move, Doubt Truth to be a liar but never doubt I love.” Those things are deep to me…I want love. I can be a hopeless romantic, I want romance. Sometimes, I think love is horrible and I never want it, it causes pain. And in a way it does…it causes a lot of pain, you want to feel it so bad you are physically sick about it; I have puked over it that’s how sick about love I am. When a man breaks you’re heart, whether be cheating, words, or physically showing horrible emotions towards you it breaks you, breaks your, mind, body and spirit, it breaks the whole you. You feel you can’t trust again, how can you?
Then you start thinking all men are like that but deep down you know they aren’t and even when you hide you’re true feelings you know deep down you want to be loved, you want a guy to point to you and say, “That’s her” Or see you in the morning you’re hair a mess, you in pajamas and he looks at you smiles and says, “Baby, you’re beautiful.” We don’t want to hear how hot or sexy we are…we want to hear you’re beautiful.
We don’t want to be some prize or another notch in the bedpost…we just want to be loved. Don’t tell me you love me, I might do something stupid and believe you. Men can make love out to be horrible and painful they can break you and shake you. Whether it is you’re boyfriend or maybe even you’re father showing you wrong signals about what love really is. Love is suppose to be beautiful but…I feel sick when I think about it…or that someone, I think about that someone, I hear a song and it reminds me of him and Imagine what it would be like for him to hold me and tell me he loves me and…tell me how pretty I am. But it’s not possible is it? Is there really a soul mate…is there really a true love?
I don’t think so, I sit on my bed and cry and cry over him, he takes girls who are blonde, big chest, beautiful but have no brains, and I feel it’s a competition. I feel I will never be pretty enough for him. Every time I see him, my heart aches it feels a pang in it, I want to cry, I want to throw up right there. His laugh, it’s so beautiful his smile his everything. I usually end up finding an excuse to leave I know he thinks something is wrong…he always asks if I am ok, I always lie and say yes I am it's not like he's always the best friend anyway, he's probably very abusive his girlfriends usually leave pissed or afraid.
I’m not ok...not at all. How do you tell you’re best friend you love them? He always seems to be happy and he probably is, but a part of me is happy and another is like…please…be unhappy please love me. Inside I am screaming, screaming for him but on the outside I act normal…as normal as I can be. I usually run home and burst into tears, I always feel sad and depressed. I just want it to go away…go away forever no matter how I try and move on I can’t, there is such a deep love for him. Him…his name it rolls off my tongue nicely.
I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch I never thought that I could ever love a man so much I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny For you I'd cross the world for you I'd do anything That's right baby I'm goin' crazy I need to be your lady I've been thinking lately That you and me, yes we can make it Just ride with me, roll with me I'm in love with you (baby)
I hear the sound of Natalie, I sigh, love songs almost made it worse for me then I really thought about him. I sigh heavily as if I was about to cry and throw the keys down on the table. I felt like as some people put it, “One of those angsty bitches” Yeah maybe I am, yeah I think about him a lot, but, the world doesn’t revolve around me, it’s usually me insulting myself then turning around and saying to my friend, “Gee Carmela you look gorgeous.” And it’s not that she doesn’t compliment me, she does, it’s just I’ve had so many people down me I now have low self esteem. I open my fridge in my apartment and find a coke, I sigh and lean against the counter and open my can of pop and tilt my head back as I drink the sweet liquid. I set it on the counter and take my coat off and throw it over a chair near my table in my small dining room if that’s what you want to call it.
I hear the phone ring and I groan, I just wanted to be alone, I wanted to soak in my own self pity and I know it sounds bad but, for some reason it felt better, I walk over to the kitchen once again and answer it.
“Yes?” I say quietly.
“Hey Amara it’s me, Carmela.”
I roll my eyes, “No shit Sherlock.” I reply sighing.
“You still depressed.”
“I guess.” I say, cutting to the chase. “Did you need something?” I ask.
“Jeez, don’t want to talk to you either Miss-I’m-To-Depressed-To-Give-A-Shit.” She replies sarcastically.
“Sorry,” I mutter.
“Want me to bring over Legally blonde.” I suppress a groan I just wanted to rot in self pity.
“Sure.”
“Cool, on my way.” She said hanging up, I hang the phone up and walk over to the couch and throw myself down it felt nice to sulk I was in the dark for some reason it helped with the mood. I soon lie over and fall asleep to the soft sounds of music. I hear a knock about an hour later and I hear the song, “Dreaming of You.” By Selena.
Wonder if you ever see me and I wonder if you know I'm there If you looked in my eyes Would you see what's inside would you even care I just wanna hold you close but so far All I have are dreams of you So I wait for the day (wait for the day) And the courage to say How much I love you (yes I do)
“How ironic.” I mutter, as I get up and answer the door, to see Carmela her wavy brown and purple streaked hair, I had dull hair, just brown, I suppose the color of Jennifer Lopez, not that I ever wanted to be like her. I let Carmela in and she hears the music.
“Stop being depressed.” She says turning off the music, oh yes, snap my fingers and there we have it, I’m not depressed anymore let’s celebrate. Carmela can tell I am being sarcastic to myself by the look on my face, she shakes her head.
“Look, I know it’s hard, and I’m not sure I know what you feel like, me being with Glenn after all but…try and be happy.”
“I’ll try no promises now get you’re ass over there and put the movie in.” I say, she smiles and saunters over and pops it in, wile I bring popcorn and wine coolers in after a wile; I plop down next to her and watch the movie getting loaded on raspberry wine cooler.
“Carly I love you.” I say rocking from side to side, my head was swimming and I felt as light as a feather, it wasn’t me to get drunk, lately I had gotten drunk an awful lot with Carmela well…it was just me getting drunk it was her staying over night helping me and being a good friend by saying, “There is no way in hell you are expecting me to clean up that puke.”
She’d put me in bed, I’d wake up the next morning whining of a headache as I cleaned up the puke in the bathroom. This morning was different I came out to see Carmela grinning oh dear god...what has she got in her head.
“You know that party I have to go to for my job?”
“Yeah,” I mutter, “I should care because…why?” I ask.
“Come with me, an outing would help.” She replies, I raise an eyebrow and shrug.
"Sure what the hell.” I reply smiling, little did I know that the little ‘outing’ would change everything.
This is only the first chapter...like I said, my writing sucks. Lol, but I do it for fun and it would be cool to be an author someday. :)