2004-03-17 23:51:30 (GMT)

Breathe

Breathe
Michelle Branch

I've been driving for an hour
Just talking to the rain
You say I've been driving you crazy
And it's keeping you away

So just give me one good reason
Tell me why I should stay
'Cause I don't want to waste another moment
Saying things we never meant to say

And I… take it just a little bit
I hold my breath and count to ten
I've been waiting for a chance to let you in

If I just breathe…
Let it fill the space between
Oh no, everything is alright
Breathe… every little piece of me
You'll see everything is alright
If I just breathe

Well the talks are overrated
Am I saying how you feel?
So you end up watching chances fade
And wondering what's real

And I… get you just a little time
I wonder if you realize
I've been waiting 'til I see it in your eyes

If I just breathe…
Let it fill the space between
Oh no, everything is alright
Breathe… every little piece of me
You'll see everything is alright
If I just breathe…

Breathe… 'til I whisper in the dark
Oh can you hear… me?
Do you hear… me?

If I just breathe…
Let it fill the space between
Oh no, everything is alright
Breathe… every little piece of me
You'll see everything is alright
Everything is alright
If I just breathe… breathe

I've been driving for an hour
Just talking to the rain

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It was nice that I got the chance to see him again yesterday. The oddity was that my buddies think that he isn't what they thought my type would be. I've always been vocal about my liking for white guys. "Jonathan," the name I gave him, had fair complexion, shorter than I am, and most of all, Filipino. I never closed my door for all the possibilities, but I too was caught offguard. Somehow, I really need to do something in order to know him truly.

Benneth will be out for the whole month of April. That would mean that I won't have a gym buddy. I could do it on my own, but it would be a lot better if I had someone to accompany me. I think HE would be a great company.

I hope I get the strength and courage to ask him his name. I won't push my luck, but it seems there's more to him that just the stare. Once I've come to know him, everything should fall into place. If not, it only shows that I am unlucky with men. I cannot even have someone who isn't my idea of ideal.

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