Its a Better Love

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A collection of lessons, lyrics, words to live by and sometimes the inner stirrings of my twenty-something not-so-graceful georgia girl soul. I am a firm believer in good conversations over a good craft beer. Constantly waking up with yester-nights lipstick still on and always looking for my keys. Semi-active backpacker laying traces in half of the county. Perpetually longing for cold weather, a mountain town, tall leather boots, and a scarf. Believer in the simple, live-r of the not simple. Never on a straight trajectory and constantly changing my mind. Enjoy-er of rustic things. Romanticize-r of everything. Learning myself while wishing to see the world with a camera in hand. Practicing the art of being content and accepting that the best part about me is not me at all. Hoping to perfect the art of being able to "just be".

I don’t feel badI don’t feel lonelyI’m just glad it’s over
I don’t need your love, I don’t want itHeaven is up aboveAnd I’m upon it without you, without you
I don’t want to kiss you again can you believe it?I don’t want to be your friendI just want you out of my life until my life ends, oh yeah
I don’t feel badI don’t feel lonelyI’m just glad it’s over
I know you think I’m weak, I’ll tell you somethingIt’s better we don’t speakI got nothing to say to you, anyway
I’ve said what I meant to put it mildlyI hate you 100 per cent, I mean that kindlyOh you’re not for me, not for me
I don’t feel badYou’re not the only one I ever hadI don’t feel sadI don’t feel lonelyNot even sorryI’m just glad it’s over
I’m out playing with youYou’re just getting your duesOh, it’s true, it’s true, I’m just glad it’s over
Oh, I’m sorry, I ran, I didn’t mean itLet’s get back where we beganStop screaming, I want you back in my armsEveryday after today
Don’t feel badYou know, I’m sorryJust be glad it’s overDon’t feel sadWe all have to be lonelyJust be glad it’s overI’m just glad it’s over

But you don’t ask for no diamond rings, no delicate string of pearls 
That’s why I wrote this song to sing, my beautiful girl.

(Source: meggielynne, via awelltraveledwoman)