Natasha Bedingfield

I love love love her music. It is more imspiring than a lot of things that I've heard. That and most people can actually relate to it. Such as her song soulmate, I once looked at life in that way. I used to think if there is a soulmate for everyone, then explain to me why I don't have one. I used to wonder why I was always the one without the guy. I tried just as hard as any other girl to get him but I never did succeed...ever. Even if I did try harder than most...I guess I never quite fit the criteria of a girlfriend material? I dunno. But back into Natasha Bedingfield. I loved her music since I first heard the song Wild Horses. I loveth that song with a passion. My love for that song burns with the intensity of 1000 suns. That is how much I love that song. If you ever get the chance you should look her up on youtube. Of course she has newer material out now, but I still love the oldies. I especially love These Words. That is such a good song that when I gound it on you tube I save it into one of my playlists a billion times one billion. I love the song that much. It is a really good song, and she is an amazing vocal artist. Anyone that is interested in love songs, Natasha Bedingfield is the one to listen to.

Can I protect him?

He's one of the best attributes in my life. He is one of the best things to happen to me. And I want to be that best thing to happen to him. We haven't gotten the chance to talk too much lately...but when we do, we talk about us, how the day went, or we sit in silence...until I say something random that leaves him in tears from laughing so hard. I want him to be safe. I don't want to hurt him and I don't want him to hurt. I want to know tha I'm able to protect him...no... I am able to protect him. I will protect him...I know I can. And I will.

These Words

I've come to find that I love him in a way that I can't explain. I love him more than I love myself...if that is even possible. I love him so much that love seems to be the one word that doesn't cover how I feel for him...at all. If only it were easier to tell someone how we felt about them rather than having to blow a brain fuse...lol. I took that from Brandy by the way.
Anyway, I do. I love him. He makes my heart skip beats, throw those beats with a melody, and turn it all into a song. Sometimes I find it hard not to sing when I am thinking about him. I think if I keep thinking about him one of these days I'm gonna forget my own name. I wouldn't mind that though. I want him to know how I feel but it seems that everthing I try to say doesn't come out measuring out exactly to what I want to say to him. Writing him a poem is easy to do when I can actually find the words to let him know what I mean...but I can't do that sitting here on the computer...or can I?