"Someone Like You"
I heard that you're settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.
Old friend, why are you so shy?
Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over
That for me it isn't over
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg"I'll remember", you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.
You know how the time flies
Only yesterday it was the time of our lives
We were born and raised
In a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.
I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded
That for me it isn't over, yeah.
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg"I'll remember", you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.
Nothing compares
No worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes
They are memories made.
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg"I remember", you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love
But sometimes it hurts instead.
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg"I'll remember", you said,
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.
Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.
-----------------------------------------------------------Adele
who knows what makes me think it's different this time, but so help me god it feels like it.
it's interesting to think about all the others i've loved before and left behind. is that what life equates to? love and un-love, and this history that feels less and less real the further you get from it?
i've changed so much since past loves that the relationships feel like a book i read that i remember bits of, where other bits blur and fade. as i suppose they're supposed to. my first relationship made me feel angry, and the second one made me feel guilty, but these things too get less crisp with time. it's all part of being alive, i guess.
i don't want to sing praises, i just want to say that i am grateful in all kinds of small ways for this gorgeous boy who takes nothing away from any of the parts of my life that i love. my biggest fear has always been the parts that get taken away. i am fiercely certain that if i cannot stay myself i will have un-done all the good that whistler has done me. i am not prepared to be anything less than awesome.
mostly, but then sometimes i trip over things that aren't even there. nobody, after all, is a perfect specimen.
"Do, or Do Not. There is no try" : Yoda.
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