"All those other girls well their beautiful but would they write a song for you?"

"Hey Stephen, I know looks can be deceiving but I know I saw a light in you
As we walked we were talking and I didn't say half the things I wanted to
Of all the girls tossing rocks at your window
I'll be the one waiting there even when it's cold
Hey Stephen, boy you might have me believing I don't always have to be alone...

cause I can't help it if you look like an angel
Can't help I if I wanna kiss you in the rain so
Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you
Can't help it if there's no one else
I can't help myself

Hey Stephen, I've been holding back this feeling
So I've got some things to say to you
I seen it all so I thought but I never seen nobody shine the way you do
The way you walk, way you talk, way you say my name
It's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change
Hey Stephen, why are people always leaving
I think you and I should stay the same


Hey Stephen I could give you fifty reasons why I should be the one you choose
All those other girls, well they're beautiful but would they write a song for you"

Hey everyone! The Amazing Taylor Swift has brought me full circle. I sang through the sad songs and then hope came in the form of a song called Hey Stephen on shuffle. If you skipped reading all that you totally should, because thats exactly how I feel. Instead of Stephan make it prince's real name and you got me. So Mr. Wonderful, like Taylor said, those other girls are beautiful but would they ever care the way I already do? I would stand tossing rocks at your window forever, well not forever but a long time even in the -7 degree weather like today. And I would do it because I know that your worth it, in every single way. And someday if its in Gods plan,and its supposed to happen, you'll realize it. I'll be waiting when you finally do, make it sooner rather then later though?


This is starting to sound like my old other blog, but I can't help it. I needed to get that out and this is my outlet. I could just tell him, but I don't know if he wants to hear it. Thats just the way life goes, when he wants to hear it I promise you i'll say it. In all its entirety. I won't try and look cool or less mushy or whatever. I'll be me. And If he's lucky i'll still be around ready to love him.... if not, his loss.