Music and Memories...

I am in amazement of how our minds work...
Why do I say this...well, because at certain times in my life, I associated a song with those precise moments. I love how your mind can transport you to a different time and place. To allow you to relive these moments, to feel the pain and joy or to allow you to retrieve memories you never knew you had.

Like the song that played at your brother's rosary...
Window with a View by Carolyn Dawn Johnson...
How it allows me to remember the sounds and smells of that Tuesday morning walking down the stairs at high school...
How everything floods back as if I were there again!!!
How it felt to walk back into school on that same day and feel completely alone...
My heart aches for the girl I was...the girl that couldn't sit at home and mourn but had to go back to school in order to not lose her mind...the girl that had to sing at the funeral cause no else deserved the right to...just being that girl...

Now that I think back on that week...I don't remember seeing a single true friend of mine being there...Don't get me wrong there were friends, but they were closer to my sister than me...And of course there were friends that were older than me that I went to church with...However, not even my best friend at the time was there for me...or the girl I had spent so much of my senior year with...
Looking back I am proud of myself for not losing control...I had lost my lil brother and I picked myself up and moved on...
I had my moments and I have some decisions that I am not proud of...But I moved on...

I miss you lil bro...and I hope you have finally found the peace and happiness you deserve...
Colby Taylor
Feb. 8, 1998 - April 16, 2002

Why Can't I Forget You...

OMG!!!
Have you ever felt like your heart could be ripped out at any moment...
On the long lonely days, all I can think about is you...
Of how much I miss you...
Of how much I loved you...

Of how much life seems to have its fair days of happiness...
Sorrow...
Pain...


Sometimes the only thing I can think about is you...
What are you doing...
Are you thinking about me as much as I do you...
Could there of ever been a what-if...

And on most days I end up hating myself...
For the time I waste on you...
For even thinking of you...
For the time I spend wishing I had never met you...

I am in love, but why does my mind constantly go to you...
And if I try to push you out of my mind when you first pop up, you seem to linger even longer...

I am loved...
I love...
I am cared about and for...
I care...

Why must you be in my thoughts all the time...
Why can't I just forget you...

Movin' On...

I guessed I never really moved on...

I mean don't get me wrong...I have found happiness, love, and what I was meant to do.
I have a husband, kids, a home...
But I still have the what ifs...

What if I would of been a lil more confident in high school...
What if I would of told you everything when I had the chance everyday for 2 years in 6th period...
What if my own stupid pride hadn't gotten in the way of talking to you again...

I still think of you...
when a song comes on the radio...
when I think of Mrs. Allen's English class...
when blackouts occur...
on April 16th of every year...
when I drive down my street almost everyday...
almost everything has a memory attached to it...

But does every memory have you attached to it...
No...so I guess maybe I have gotten over you in some aspects...
Maybe I am finally learning to let go...
Its hard cause the hurt sometimes is just to hard to deal with...
But if I do say so myself I miss you and I will always wonder about the could of been...
I know I will NEVER regret the love I have now...