#SongFeels: Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy

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At night I lay in bed, close my eyes, hug my pillow, and tell myself a story. Since I was about 8 years old, every night I would imagine myself in some romantic scenario with my current crush. Whether a first date, a cuddle sesh, or a friendly conversation that lead to our first kiss, I would dream up an elaborate fantasy of our impending relationship and how it would all pan out. I would spend months falling in love with a guy, who in some cases, barely knew more than my first name. With the help of Google, social media, and my exquisite ‘research’ skills, I would know everything necessary about my future hubby and the soon-to-be in-laws.

Goodbye my almost lover

Goodbye my hopeless dream

Trying not to think about you 

Can’t you just let me be

The lyrics I repeat to myself when reality comes crashing down on my imagination. An unanswered text. Cancelled plans. And that night of snapchats where my almost lover twirls another girl in his drunk arms and kisses her forehead.

So long my luckless romance

My back is turned on you

Should have known you’d bring me heartache

Almost lovers always do

So you press delete. Remove him from your mind, and find a hotter guy to occupy your bedtime thoughts. And hope to god that he doesn’t actually read any of the articles you write because that could get incredibly awkward.

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Jamie Jean
25 and a whiskey fanatic. Sassy, rude, and grouchy because Harry Styles lives 5 minutes away and I’ve never seen him! I have an opinion on everything and not everyone agree’s, but I hope you find humor in my over the top obsession with music and the people who create it. LA is where it’s at, so if there is a show worth seeing, you can be sure to find me there!

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