Mushy

I figure that there may be one or two people who actually read this blog (and not consistently at that) - and I am 99.9% sure they are related to me. That being said, somehow this blog has turned into more of my own way of putting down stuff that I need to get out of my head. So if it's too much, my apologies (especially because recently it's become what some may refer to as a little 'mushy').

Ever wanted to say something to someone - and then you hear the perfect song lyrics? That happens to me a lot. Though, usually, it's not something I'll actually say, just something I want to say - but will keep bottled up.

These are those lyrics today (only slightly adjusted for gender purposes):

Right here waiting, staying strong
Come and fall into me

You say you've turned it off, hid your heart upon a shelf
Scared of what it might cost to take it down for someone else
'Cause loving her you lost too much of yourself
Baby can't you see that she's not me

And I need you to know you can fall into me
That my arms are wide open and will always be
Right here waiting, staying strong
Come and fall into me

I'll follow any road anywhere to get to you
I'll open us my soul if that's what you need me to do
Now baby its your move all you've got to do
Is believe in love, just believe in us

"Fall Into Me" (by Emerson Drive)

Warned you it might be mushy. Oh well, that's my heart recently. Mushy. No matter how hard I try not to be.