"Listen To Your Heart"
I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic,
the beauty that's been
when love was wilder than the wind.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic,
the beauty that's been
when love was wilder than the wind.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
It's probably one of my favorite songs because when I was writing a really hard part in one of my stories, this was the answer to her problem. No. It's because when I did have to make this kind of a choice, I listened to my head, my heart ended up getting squashed just a few months down the road.
Now, one might think that I listened to my head and ran away from the guy, when in all actuality I broke up with the guy like my heart said to, but then, in listening to my head I kind of got back together with him. Odd? Yes, I know. My heart got smashed later when I realized he was cheating on me with a friend after we had broken up and got back together. When he was calling for me, I should have ran. I listened to my head in thinking, "These feelings make no sense. He is a good person and I really do want him to be my friend. I need someone now to help me deal with this. And he's the only one who is willing to listen..."
Yeah, it went on like that for a while. In my heart though, I knew it was wrong what I was doing. But I couldn't stop myself until I found out what he was doing. It hurt. Hurt worse then the starting of the New Year in high school. I couldn't believe it.
I'd gone numb for a long time. I'd said some things that I wish I could change or completely take back. But my friend, the girl, now won't have anything to do with me. She was a good friend, so I thought. She did a lot for me in my Senior year of high school and I will never forget that. Part of me thinks she won't ever let me give the chance to ask for forgiveness. That if I tried, she wouldn't listen. It has eaten me up for a long time, but I feel like the words still haven't become right yet. Part of what I said to her, I still mean, but times have changed. The tone has changed. The raw hurt that was there when I said it is gone. Part of that hurt still twinges, but mainly for the loss of the close friendship that I had with the both of them.
I miss my friends.
I don't like having people hate me. I won't change to be liked; I would hope that people would like me for me, for the real me. Not dislike me for...emotion taking over and not really realizing what I had said and the un-implied implications of those words.
I should have listened to my heart and then maybe I might not have lost two very dear friends. I did, however, gain the friendship of the boy back. I am very grateful to have his friendship. Although it isn't the same that it once had been, I think we've both definitely grown from the experience and, so far as I can tell, we've been able to put it behind us. There will be some things that are hard to talk about and are gently skirted around, but they are few. And I am glad.
I've learned to listen to my heart. Listen to the Spirit. And to do as it says.
My grandest hope, even if it is off in the future and even if it isn't in this life, and wish would be to have her forgiveness and that she'd want to be my friend again. A true friend.
I miss her.
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