Tonight's musings

"Come Pick Me Up" by Ryan Adams

When they call your name
Will you walk right up
With a smile on your face
Or will you cower in fear
In your favorite sweater
With an old love letter

I wish you would
I wish you would
Come pick me up
Take me out
Fuck me up
Steal my records
Screw all my friends
They're all full of shit
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
I wish you would

When you're walking downtown
Do you wish I was there
Do you wish it was me
With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes
Do they all look like mine

You know you could
I wish you would
Come pick me up
Take me out
Fuck me up
Steal my records
Screw all my friends behind my back
With a smile on your face
And then do it again
I wish you would

I wish you'd make up my bed
So I could make up my mind
Try it for sleeping instead
Maybe you'll rest sometime
I wish I could

Sad to say but this is how I am feeling right now. The saddest part is that this is not about anyone in particular. It is a way that I feel about all of my past relationships that have ended. None of the past relationships that I have had have ended in the way they should. I am always left with a feeling that is was not over. I was left knowing that I had more to say and there was one more time that we needed to be together. It is always that I takes off and runs for cover but after I have settled down my shaking and fear I want to say more. There is never any closure. Yhis has become blatantly clear to me recently and I regret that.