A warning sign, I missed the good part then I realized, I started looking and the bubble burst. I started looking for excuses. Come on in, I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in, I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones, That I started looking for a warning sign. When the truth is, I miss you. Yeah the truth is, That I miss you so. A warning sign, You came back to haunt me and I realized you were an island and I passed you by, You were an island to discover. Come on in, I've gotta tell you what state I'm in, I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones, That I started looking for a warning sign. When the truth is, I miss you. Yeah the truth is, That I miss you so. And I'm tired, I should not have let you go. So I crawl back into your open arms. Yes, I crawl back into your open arms. And I crawl back into your open arms. Yes, I crawl back into your open arms...
I had just celebrated my second anniversary with my bf. It didn't feel like it was two years. It went by so fast. This is not my first relationship so I had already different experiences when it comes to relating to another person. I know that having a relationship with someone is a work in progress. Everyday could be day more in your relationship or it could be a day less. Each person is different. Somehow along the way you will find someone who seems to the most imperfect match for you but is also the person who understands you most. You don't talk much because you have different interests but you will not need an exchange of words to hear you out. If you are far apart you feel like its rest from seeing each other but actually its a way to build up your anticipation to him again. Today and the future seems the same. It's knowing that you have someone that will hold hand.
When I look at my relationship with Uly it is so different from my past. It's not complicated, its not filled with interesting conflicts...it's not the type people write about. It's as bland as it can get. But I had been through a lot of experiences before. They were like art film movies. Full of passion, mystery and at times secresy. I am tired of all the plots twists and turns. I just want to wake up and just know that I love one person and that person loves me.
He came to me when I least expected. I thought that could never feel this way. I am his first, he may not be mine but I wish I will his last.
P.S. After writing this I realized I don't credits in my Cellphone so I got up and looked for my sister's cellphone.
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