My earliest memory of music probably has to be sitting in the middle of my room when i was about 6 and listening to Garth Brooks. I remember I was crazy about country music when I was little. I even spoke in a country accent even though I’ve lived in Arizona my entire life. Life has kinda furthered my pallett for music since that time.
My favorite band now is Blue October. I know every word to every song they have sung.I’ve tried going to three different concerts when they come in town but things have always prevented me from going and every time I’ve ended up sittin gin my room in tears like a big old baby. Their lyrics just kind of speak to me though. The words connected to the beats seem to match with my heart. It’s almost scary.
My favorite song by them has to be “18th floor balcony” though. The delicate rythems mixed with the love entwined in his words makes me think of my fiance and things I’ve done. Like sitting somewhere where youre all alone and the wind kinda kisses your cheeks and numbs your cheeks but you don’t even care because youre so lost in thought or forelorness that you don’t even notice.
Their songs express the feelings I can’t sometimes. The pain, the love, the worry, the anger. All of it. It’s like they read my mind and say it better than I could ever even begin to try. It’s like love, but with a band.
Cody Barrett, my fiance, everytime i so much as hink of him my eyes fill with tears and a smile plays on my lips. He makes me so happy. I pray for the day that he realizes how much. I could neer describe how much I care for him or how much he means to me. He’s like part of me, the one part that makes me whole. We’ve been together for three years and I’m not saying we’re perfect, we’ve definately had our up’s and down’s, but we are still the one for each other. We still make each other smile and we still do the little goofy things that loving couple’s do. We give butterfly kisses and eskimo kisses and cuddle and tickle each other and joke around and call each other. it feels like my own personal heaven…
— Edgar Allan Poe
“we loved with a love that was more than love”