Jan 262011
 

Remember me mentioning my lost love who is supposed to be back in town and wanting to see me?

Yeah, I’ve heard as much from him as you have.

So of course I’m doubting myself, and thinking that I was making mountains out of molehills.. misreading things.. you know that whole “I must be batshit crazy again”… if only they made meds that you could take to give you true clarification on what the hell men are thinking.

You could charge $1000 a pill or more, and yes, we women would pay it and ask for more.

Today though, Mr Mich Lost-Love.. posted on Facebook. The following song, with this disclaimer:

“If there is a song that fits my experience, sad to say this may be it…”

Lyrics:

“She’d trade Colorado if he’d take her with him

Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in,

And wonders if her love is strong enough to make him stay,

She’s answered by the tail lights

Shining through the window pane

[Chorus:]

He said I wanna see you again

But I’m stuck in colder weather

Maybe tomorrow will be better

Can I call you then

She said you’re ramblin’ man

You ain’t ever gonna change

You gotta gypsy soul to blame

And you were born for leavin’

At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,

The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin’,

And in the waitress’ eyes he sees the same ‘ol light a shinin’,

He thinks of Colorado

And the girl he left behind

[Chorus:]

He said I wanna see you again

But I’m stuck in colder weather

Maybe tomorrow will be better

Can I call you then

She said you’re ramblin’ man

[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/z/zac-brown-band-lyrics/colder-weather-lyrics.html .]

You ain’t ever gonna change

You got a gypsy soul to blame

And you were born for leavin’ (born for leavin’)

Well it’s a winding road

When you’re in the lost and found

You’re a lover I’m a runner

We go ’round ‘n ’round

And I love you but I leave you

I don’t want you but I need you

You know it’s you who calls me back here, Baby

Oh I wanna see you again

But I’m stuck in colder weather

Maybe tomorrow will be better

Can I call you then

Cause I’m a ramblin’ man

I ain’t ever gonna change

I gotta gypsy soul

And I was born for leavin’ (born for leavin’)

When I close my eyes I see you

No matter where I am

I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines

I’m with your ghost again

It’s a shame about the weather

I know soon we’ll be together

And I can’t wait till then

I can’t wait till then”

So.. While this might be about coming home to me, I honestly think this is about someone else.. but since he’s always so damn vague lately.. It could be about me, some girl he met on the plane, some chick in China, Italy, France, etc.

So I’m just going to give up. If he calls, he calls. If he wants to see me, we’ll see if I’m free. But there’s only so much tortured soul of vagueness that I can do before I drive myself insane.  And none of us wants that.

Trust me.