Dedicated to you...

Well, the time has come. I suppose it was only a matter of time...
This one is for the boys.
Or maybe it's for the girls who are complaining about guys.
Maybe it's just for me so that I can complain about guys without really having to talk about it.

I think it's strange how different people see different situations in different lights. Like... how big can an age gap be before it's started to get weird? Or how close to people have to be relation wise, and how much does 'in law' make a difference? Everyone has different opinions on the subject. To be honest I'm quite open minded about everyone else having big ages gaps or being close, but that might make me a hypocrite because I could never see myself doing it. This could be because of how I was raised, I know what my family expect, and they are so overprotective that if they didn't approve then the person I was with wouldn't be allowed through the door.

It's the same every time, when you like somebody. Every time you get a text or call or email, you want it to be that one person, every time you hear a song on the radio you think of them, you hope you pass them in the street - however unlikely the chances are.
I'm playing a few songs over and over again at the moment. I do like the music, I really do, the band is really talented, but the real reason that I have got to like the songs so much is because I have listened to them a lot... The real reason I've done that is because of the band itself, because of someone in it.
I didn't start liking the guy because he was in a band. I was pleasantly suprised when I found out actually, I didn't expect it. I liked how I knew I made him get a bit worked up when I looked at him. But obviously, he's out of bounds. He would be, if I like him.

How do we move from one person to the next? I'm tyring to move on from someone else. Not the band guy, someone much closer to me than that. Someone I am strictly just friends with. It's heartbreaking really, unrequited love, like or lust - whatever you want to call it - but everyone brushes it off their shoulder because there are more important things. I did what I was supposed to, I did what he told me to, and it's been about 3 months since we even mentioned anything more than friends.
People say that you should get over someone if it's over, or if it's not going to happen. But it's just not that easy. Sometimes you just can't, however hard you try, but sometimes you just don't want to.

Which do you think is worse... Being with someone and then them ending it (at least you knew you were good enough for a while, you knew that they did like you and things change all the time, but it was good while it lasted), or liking someone who never likes you back?
I'm undecided. Both are heartbreaking. I'm more familiar with one than the other though.

Love and lust are so unexplainable. Why would you like someone who you are most unlikely to ever actually get with? It is never our choice who we fall for though. Nothing is impossible though. I think people should dream big and never give up. However unlikely something is, there is always a small chance that it could happen. Maybe you'll be "the exception".

I believe there is someone for everyone. And I believe that everything happens for a reason.
Some things are just meant to be.

I wish for everyone true happiness in love.


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Shifted From Perfect.

How is it that everything can be perfect, you can have every single person in the perfect place in your life and then it can fall apart within seconds just like that?
It's like you shifted from one foot to the other and it just knocked everything slightly out of place, but everythings off balance and any minute it could fall over, or it could fall back to where it was.

It's not like I can complain about my life, or the people in it. God knows, when I was born someone blessed me and promised me the best friends and family that anyone could ever wish for. And wow, did they keep that promise.
My life has been far from difficult. I work hard, do as I'm told, and in return I don't get in much trouble. I've never had major problems as far as friends or family, health, love or money are concerned. Personally, I think that covers everything important in the whole world.

But however wonderful life is, it is never perfect. There is always something to complain about. The amount of complaining you do shows what sort of person you are.
I can't say I complain much. Only on blogs that no-one really cares about. Just because I can let it out with the comfort of knowing that even though they are public, they probably won't all get read.

Someone can be so close to you, and then one little thing happens, or maybe one big thing. Life changing for the moment, but look back and it will hardly be a blip on the screen. It's weird how trusting someone so much can make you drift from them. I really hate how you can drift from the people you love. Best friends, family, partners. It is heartbreaking. But it happens so, so often. And is it really horrible of someone if they would prefer to be close with one person than with another, even though neither have done a thing better or worse than the other? Whether it is or not, it is a feeling that you cannot help, or remove.

How about when you've been away for a couple of days, or for longer than that... weeks, maybe even months, and you come home. For a few seconds greeting the ones you love, it is good to be home. As soon as you get settled in, though, you wish you were back where you came from. The surreal beauties and easiness of life when you're not at home. You heard an argument, or a comment or something and you know why you left in the first place.
We got back from London last night. We went to see Les Miserables (which is amazing and I would recommend it to everyone, if you're looking for a good show), and when I got home I was glad to see my family again, but then a huge argument started and I remember thinking I wish I was in London.

I love London. It's so big, so diverse. The people in it... There are so many! And everyone is completely different, everyone has a completely different and unique story. I spent half my time people watching. Looking as people walked past windows of coffee shops where we would sit and have heart to hearts while recovering from all the walking we'd done.

I went out half way through writing this blog. You can probably tell when I got back because of how the subject is completely changed.
I had a really good night actually. And it just goes to show that you can have a really good time with people you wouldn't expect to be hanging around with. Or dancing and drinking with as the case may be.

It really is a kind of magic, that place. And I love it so much. I don't know what I'm going to do this time next year.



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