No matter how many hard core bands I listen too, no matter how many screamo songs I like, no matter how many dancey auto tuned songs i blast in my car, I will always have a sweet spot for piano and acoustic guitar. Always.
I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic who’s too afraid to fall herself. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I prefer rainy, cloudy days to sunny ones. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, strange… but this is me. Take it or leave it.
There’s no way that can be put into words. Talk to me and you’ll know it will be different than last conversation you had. Go through my closet and you’ll see I don’t dress like other people. Go through my ipod and I gaurantee it’s unlike any arrangement of music you’ve ever seen. Look through one of my scrapbooks, or my collection of concert tickets, or the posters on my wall. Ask me my views on life. On religion. On equality and judgement. I may change your life. You may change mine.
We all have a whole life of experience that makes us unique. Would you like to read that novel? Be my quest, but it’s no where near complete.
Do you remember when you said to me, “now I lay me down to dream I pray to you, my soul to keep.” I thought prayers were for the weak? “And if I die before I wake, This heart of mine is yours to take.” I fell for you while I watched you sleep.