I'm a big fan of Taylor Swift, and I love how her songs speak so much about the life of a normal teenager. Whenever I listen to one of her songs, its as if I'm listening to her tell a story about a snippet of my life. She has the gift of expressing the words teenage girls (and sometimes guys) can't say into a song everyone who's been in love, heartbroken, hurt, and experienced all other emotions can relate to.
This song is one of them. Whenever I hear or sing this, I can't stop myself from relating it to how I feel over a guy I used to like (and maybe still like somehow). It really didn't turn out into anything more than us being friends, but I feel like this song is the Story of Us.
I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us,
How we met and the sparks flew instantly,
People would say, "They're the lucky ones."
We met in college, and he was the first guy I got to talk to and we became friends at once. I couldn't exactly say how I felt about him, but we just clicked. A year after (when I transferred schools), that's when I realized that I liked him. I remember telling a friend about the whole story about us, and she was all twitterpated about it.
I used to know my place was a spot next to you,
Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat,
'Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on.
Now, after almost a year without any communication, I don't know if we're even friends. We're "friends" on Facebook and I follow him on Twitter, but that's it. I sometimes get the urge of clicking his name in the chat box and talking to him, but I just swiftly change my mind and continue to scroll down.
Oh, a simple complication,
Miscommunications lead to fall-out.
So many things that I wish you knew,
So many walls up I can't break through.
I do have a lot of things I would like to say; things I wish he knew. But I just keep loosing the courage to talk to him (even online).
[Chorus:]
Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking,
And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me, yeah?
I don't know what to say, since the twist of fate when it all broke down,
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.
I guess that crowded room is similar to the internet, or to Facebook and Twitter. But I sure do ask myself a lot if he feels the same way I do. Does he miss me? Whenever I tell our story to my friends in my new school, they all keep blushing, thinking that our story was just the perfect love story. They had no idea how it has turned out to be. </3
Next chapter.
How'd we end up this way?
See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy,
And you're doing your best to avoid me.
I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us,
How I was losing my mind when I saw you here,
But you held your pride like you should've held me.
I don't know what happened when we parted ways, but when I did get enough courage to talk to him (on Twitter, HAHA), nothing happened. He did avoid me (somehow). And posted something about 'letting go' right after. I lost my mind for a while there, replaying everything in my head over and over again. And I know it's a bit too much for me to over-think things and assume that it was for me, but it's far from impossible.
Oh, I'm scared to see the ending,
Why are we pretending this is nothing?
I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how,
I've never heard silence quite this loud.
I really wish I could tell him I miss him because I really, really do. And I am afraid to see how this ends. I don't want to loose even just our friendship.
[Chorus:]
Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking,
And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me, yeah?
I don't know what to say, since the twist of fate when it all broke down,
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.
This is looking like a contest,
Of who can act like they care less,
But I liked it better when you were on my side.
The battle's in your hands now,
But I would lay my armor down
If you'd say you'd rather love than fight.
So many things that you wished I knew,
But the story of us might be ending soon.
The lyrics speak for itself. And I'm sure this story has long ended, and it's not a "happy ever after".
[Chorus:]
Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking,
And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me, yeah?
I don't know what to say, since the twist of fate when it all broke down,
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now, now, now.
And we're not speaking,
And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me, yeah?
I don't know what to say, since the twist of fate 'cause we're going down,
And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.
The end.
But I don't want it to end. :'(
