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Now, back to Musical Mondays-which I've really missed! If you're new here, every monday I post a song for the week and explain why I'm connecting with the song. I then urge you to post your song with the button telling us why you love that song, or are feeling it, and link-up! If we get more than 5 people linking up each week-I'll draw a monthly prize for people who have linked up throughout the month! :)
This week's song:
Shake It Out
by Florence + the Machine
Well, I'm right back where I started again. I thought by taking a different path and choosing to date a "nice" guy who was honest and sweet that I'd maybe end up going down a different path this time. I mean the guy even bought me flowers-yet he had a problem with the idea of being in a committed relationship with me and I never could quite tell where he stood. He seemed really into me and being with me when we were together. Affectionate, aroused, and like he was having a genuinely good time-but the texting was getting fewer and further between and when I brought up meeting his kid he dodged the question a bit.
So that being said, I guess I knew something was up, and in the midst of a texting conversation Sunday morning he said something about people needing to recognize when they click and when they don't, which sounded like a dig to me so I bluntly asked if he thought we were clicking. I received a 4 texts detailing how he thought I was an amazing person but wasn't feeling a deep connection with me.
When I got home (this all happened while standing in line for the breakfast buffet at the Red Garter with friends-upon which I choked it down and faked a smile so the rest of the trip would still be fun.) there was a long facebook email waiting for me in which he apologized profusely and told me a bunch of reasons why I was amazing and any guy would be lucky to have me-but that guy just wasn't him and he felt really bad about it and still wanted to be friends. I haven't even been able to respond to any of it, I just don't have anything to say to him.
Josh hugged me and told me he thought this guy didn't intellectually challenge me enough anyway. He's at the point where he can't smile and lie and tell me "everything will be ok, someone better will come along-it'll all work out" because he doesn't believe it. I don't blame him. I don't believe it either.
Maybe some people just aren't meant to have anything real and lasting. This may seem like pessimism, but really I'm trying to be realistic-it may never happen. You can think "she's still young" all you want, but I look at some of these people who are 60 and have never been married or had real and lasting love and can't help but think I'm looking into the future.
Maybe some of us aren't keepers. They love us for a time, but never enough to want to spend the rest of their lives with us. Given my history, I just don't think I'm one of those people who people keep, and maybe I just have to accept that and try to live my life as full as possible without the possibility of romance.
For now, I'm just gonna shake it out.
Throw myself into projects and everything else in my life.
And shake it out.
What's your song this week?
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