Monday, April 9, 2012

E.N. on why she wants to date.

I've talked about this before with a few people. Sometimes my friends ask me why I desperately want a boyfriend. Why dating matters so much to me. You say dating isn't everything. I see what you're getting at. But you don't understand what's it's like to be me. To know so many things, to worry about so many things, to never feel complete without someone else. I have friends that I treasure and adore. But that special someone... I haven't found him. Every time, things should be working out, but they don't. I either fail or if he likes me, I can't make myself love him back. I wish things could work out, just once, so I don't have to suffer through this anymore. So I can feel like that space is contained by something, someone wonderful. I need someone to be there for me. Someone to be there in a different way, in a position that my friends could never fill. Someone to trust with all my secrets. Someone who sees all my flaws, accepts them and learns to love them.

Everyone's posting music now, aren't they?
...Yep, all my blogging friends (only like, 2) have posted around the topic of lyrics. Alrighty then, giving in and joining the bandwagon. Hooray for peer pressure!

"So I look in your direction
But you pay me no attention
And you know how much I need you
But you never even see me..."


Ending lyrics to one of my favorite songs about unrequited love. One of my favorite songs ever, actually. Yes, it had to be Coldplay.

In keeping up with the spirit of melancholy music, a playlist about troubles with love:
  1. Taylor Swift- Untouchable
  2. The Cardigans - Lovefool
  3. James Blunt - You're Beautiful
  4. Coldplay - The Scientist
  5. U2 - With Or Without You
  6. Maroon 5- Shiver
  7. Coldplay - Shiver
  8. The Black Keys - Tighten Up
  9. Radiohead - Creep
"When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special..."

Have you ever felt like this? I have. Quite often.

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