Friday, March 11, 2011

The Story Of Us - Tragedy Now !!!

Taylor swift recently started her Speak Now tour in Singapore with this song called "The Story Of Us". Actually this was the third song in her performance.
Yes probably the story of us... Which we thought of as an unending tale...is almost over now. The memory burned out... The ashes are what remains of that relationship now... And certainly its not helping in my survival. Did you not know how it is to feel lonely... I thought no one would ever know more about it than you... Still you let this tragic end happen to our story? Does it ever bother you? Do you ever think about it? 


Have you never felt alone at a party where everyone else is shouting at the top of their voice and you are standing in one corner, feeling like there is nothing to speak now. It's all in the feelings.

Can separation be a thing to celebrate? If yes, then would you call it as an act of bravery or cowardice. Well I guess from what perspective you see the situation. This has been a topic that has kept me wondering whether I want to write about it or not. It's not like if its not celebrating, it may still end up on my blog... for some un-realized (read as un-disclosed) reasons. Yes so it's time to celebrate the end now. I realize that there is no more hope left. The other day you innocently asked me what was missing in your lyf... And I was stupid enough to scream within my heart... That's me sweetheart!!! I wish I had the courage to say it out loud to you.



The Story Of Us
Songwriters: Swift, Taylor Alison;
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"
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
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

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?
I don't know what to say
Since a twist of fate
When it all broke down
And the story of us
Looks a lot like a tragedy now
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 have held me
Oh, we're 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

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?
I don't know what to say
Since a 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 wish I knew
But the story of us might be ending soon

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?
I don't know what to say
Since a 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?
I don't know what to say
Since a twist of fate
'cause we're going down
And the story of us
Looks a lot like a tragedy now

Definitely I will miss something in my left over lyf, but I am not complaining about it anymore. It was always my decision, so I don't want to sound childish, regretting the past. I have heard the loud sound of silence. If you haven't
Our story was destined to messed up. We can't turn things back, or try to make things right. There is just too much damage that has happened. I ask this question again, I don't know to whom, why do we attach ourselves to the people if we don't know whether they will be with us forever or not.  The problem with getting attached to someone is that when you lose them, you lose yourself. The irony is that you leave the whole world for just one person, and that person leaves you for the world.
If I try hard enough I'm sure I could forget you. One day I will get out of these memory lanes.