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I Am Happy

I wrote What If about a conversation a had with this guy once where I wasn’t totally honest, and if I had told the truth, it may not have been the last time that we ever spoke. Of course, my inability to be vulnerable strikes again.

He recently followed me on Instagram (iam_roxanne in case you were wondering) and it made my think about our last conversation and if I had been telling the truth or not when he asked me if I had feelings for him. I said no and I don’t know if that was true and if it wasn’t, would he have said he had feelings for me too? Would we have started dating? Would we still be together?

I had so many questions that I couldn’t answer so I decided to write some lyrics about it. I had the chorus first. It’s basically just all the thoughts I had at the time. The rest was harder. By the time I started to write the rest I wasn’t in the same head. I was no longer panicking about maybe making a mistake. But I got there in the end.

I don’t think I made a mistake. He has been seeing this girl since not long after our last conversation. He seems happy. And I’m happy too. I guess the moral of this story is if it’s meant to be it’ll happen and don’t stress about the decisions you’ve made in the past, it’s too late to change them and they’ll only put a damper on your future.

Love
Roxanne

What If

Kept awake by those memories
Looking for easy remedies
I can’t escape what could have been
Hurting because I should have seen
Standing alone in an empty field
Unprotected and without a shield
It’s my fault I’m watching from a far
If only I’d been honest from the start

What if I opened up
What if I let you in
Would we be in love
Would it mean a thing
If I said those words
If you felt the same
Could there be a world
Where I’m not to blame
What if

Tracing the lines of the scar
Carved deep in my lonely heart
In the end I got what I deserve
I wasn’t willing to say those words
So the green-eyed monster’s locked away
I know that I can’t stay this way
Cause if there is a happy ending
I won’t find it by pretending

What if I opened up
What if I let you in
Would we be in love
Would it mean a thing
If I said those words
If you felt the same
Could there be a world
Where I’m not to blame
What if

Secret glances, second chances
Can’t have one without the other
No more glances, wasted chances
You two are made for each other

What if I opened up
What if I let you in
Would we be in love
Would it mean a thing
If I said those words
If you felt the same
Could there be a world
Where I’m not to blame
What if

Love
Roxanne

 

That’s My Plan

I Remember is a love story, written from the perspective of the one who was still in love about the one who had moved on.

Relationships and love and stuff are hard. Every time you enter a relationship you are either going to spend the rest of your life with that person or you’ll break up. And the idea that one of you can just fall out of love, without any warning, is scary.

For that reason and many more, I’ve never really been the relationship girl. So I’ve never had to deal with a break up. Never gotten my heart broken by some guy. I consider myself lucky that way, but that’s just me.

But I have been to all those places in the lyrics and they are amazing. I can’t wait to go there again, whether it be by myself, with friends or family or a significant other, because I loved my time there and I won’t let someone else dictate how I live. So I guess my point is that if some guy decides he doesn’t love you anymore, his loss BTW, then go travelling by yourself. Live your life they you want and finds someone who’ll want to live it with you.

That’s my plan.

Love
Roxanne

Fix Yourself

I wrote Reassemble Me based on a thought I had late one night. If only I came with instructions. Sometimes broken people have triggers that you can’t avoid without already knowing where they are. This can make you want to fix these broken people, to keep from hurting them, but that’s only temporary.

We need to fix ourselves, to learn how strong we are and how to pick ourselves back up after falling so far down. Being there for us might keep us from falling further, might make us feel better for a little while, but all that goes the moment you’re gone.

Sometimes you won’t even know you’ve landed a broken one until it’s too late to back out. Some of us have learned to hide it well, even keeping little triggers a secret so people won’t see the mess below the surface.

We can seem cool calm and collected and then one day you accidentally step on a land mine and….. Bang! I don’t envy those people. It’s not exactly what they bargained for, but at least you know that those that stick around are probably keepers. And now you have a new reason to fix yourself. If not for you, then for the person who loves you enough to stick by you through the bad days.

Always Keep Fighting.

Love
Roxanne

Rejection

So Early Morning Regret is about how sometimes after you share and evening with someone, *cough* have sex *cough*, you can feel like you have a connection with that person. But then when you wake up they’ve done a runner, or dine and dash if you will, and you’re left all alone.

These lyrics are about that feeling you get when you realise that person did not feel the connection you felt. The sting of realising that, while you were fun for a while, they never wanted to see you again. Rejection.

Now I could give you some motivational advice like “If that’s how they treated you, than you were better off.” Or “If it’s meant to be, it will be.” But all you’re feeling in that moment is hurt and maybe a little embarrassed. That’s ok.

Feel however you want to feel. If you’re angry, be angry. If you’re sad, be sad. The main thing I learned from a group therapy session I had to take one time is that no one can tell you how to feel and that you’re feelings matter.

Feeling your feelings is the best way to heal and better yourself. Then, once you feel better and more confident about yourself again, stalk the person who hurt you, arrange an ‘accidental’ meeting, show that person what they’re missing.

I’m kidding, don’t stalk them. *Wink*

No seriously. Don’t stalk them.

Love
Roxanne

Distorted Ideas

Love Is is about how these days people have this idea that love is perfect. They seem to think that once you find the one that you’ll never fight and life will great. This is wrong.

Fairy tales and movies has distorted people’s ideas of what being in love is like. It’s not realistic. Even with The One, you will still argue, you will fight. If you go into a relationship and at the first fight you think that that must mean they’re not The One, then no one will ever be The One.

Don’t think that I’m immune to this. I, myself, am guilty of it too. We just have to be aware that just because you fight doesn’t mean you aren’t perfect together, and just because you don’t fight doesn’t mean you are.

Love
Roxanne

Realistic Zombie Love Story

I’ve mentioned before that I love horror movies, but I also love horror TV shows like The Walking Dead. Love Bite is about zombies. You might think its vampires, but it’s not. It’s zombies.

I kind of romanticised it by making the original zombie and his prey end up together. Well, as together as two dead things without feelings can be.

In the movies, people are always romanticising things that should scare us. Vampires live off human blood, but if one tries to refrain from drinking your blood, it must be meant to be. Same goes with zombies, if ones tries not to bite you, he must love you.

In my version, he chases her and she falls, because they always fall, then he bites her. She tries to hide, because she will soon be a threat to all those left alive, but he finds her. Just as he’s about to finish the job, she dies and turns into a zombie. Then, because they are both hunting for food and they both follow the same noises or smells, it’s like they are hunting together. Aaawww!!! Right, you guys. How romantic!

A realistic love story between to zombies.

Love
Roxanne

P.S I feel like I need to add that vampires don’t sparkle in the sun. They burn. *cough* Twilight *cough*

I Love You Anyway

We need to have a talk
And I need to do it today
You might wanna take a seat
Cause I got a lot to say
I hate the way you cut your hair
Always stylish and neat
Or how when we’re in a fight
You end up caving in defeat
And how dare you offer to pay
When we go out to dinner
But some how I still think
I’ve picked a real winner

Cause I love you anyway
Even though you annoy me
Each and everyday
Yeah I love you anyway
I couldn’t get rid of you
Even if I wanted to
Not now you’re under my skin
Just like an ugly tattoo

Why are you always on time
When you know I won’t be
And we always have to cuddle
Just to make you happy
You open doors for me
Like you think I need help
As if that type of thing
Should make my beating heart melt
I hate the way you look at me
And the way you say my name
I hate the way you love me and
That you aren’t playing any game

But I love you anyway
Even though you annoy me
Each and everyday
Yeah I love you anyway
I couldn’t get rid of you
Even if I wanted to
Not now you’re under my skin
Just like an ugly tattoo

You like me best when
I’m in your sweatshirt
You always make me smile
And never treat me like dirt
For these reasons and more
I loved you from the start
The day you bumped into me
You poked my heart

And I love you anyway
Even though you annoy me
Each and everyday
Yeah I love you anyway
I couldn’t get rid of you
Even if I wanted to
Not now you’re under my skin
Just like an ugly tattoo

Love
Roxanne

How My Parents Got Together

The Messenger was written based on the story of how my parents got together. My dad was dating this girl and my mum had a thing for him. Then she found this girl was cheating on him. I wrote that she tells my dad about his girlfriend cheating on him because that was how I remembered the story. Apparently I was mistaken and my mum didn’t tell my dad. She was just there to pick up the pieces. I like this story better. It has more tension, more drama. Although they both end the same, with my parents married with three kids.

So that’s the story of how my parents got together.

Wait… I forgot to mention that my dad’s ex was my mum’s friend. I guess that’s why she didn’t mention the cheating thing.

Anyway…

Love
Roxanne

The Messenger

I look at him and
My heart starts racing
But he’s with his girl
So I need restraining
He was so happy
Just like I wanted
Imagine my surprise
When she didn’t want it
One day I caught her
With another guy
Doing all the things
That one would imply
So what do I do
Because I can’t lie

Will he shoot the messenger

I don’t know how to tell you this
But your girlfriend is a whore
I just saw her with one guy
And I bet there’s many more
I didn’t know how to say this
But I’m guessing it’s the end
And maybe you should look for
A more suitable girlfriend

I regretted it
Once I said those words
They just came out and
He looked so hurt
And for a while
He was really down
I didn’t think he
Would ever rebound
But time has passed
And he’s moved on
Like something out of
A cheesy rom com
He now believes
For him I’m the one

Will he love the messenger

I don’t know how to tell you this
But your girlfriend is a whore
I just saw her with one guy
And I bet there’s many more
I didn’t know how to say this
But I’m guessing it’s the end
And maybe you should look for
A more suitable girlfriend

And so it seems
The stars have aligned
Cause she had her chance
But now he’s mine

I didn’t know how to tell you
Your ex girlfriend was a whore
But I only need one guy
Cause there won’t be anymore