injured lovers.

First off..
Bria, oh my goodness, thankyou for all of your kind words. It means so much, honestly. Everyone- be looking out for a contemporary duet from us one day! (It's coming.)

My life lately? Well.

My girl has gone back to school. It was a month of how it used to be, only upside down. Make sense? Yeah, I'm confused to. For the last weekend she was here the new guy came up from Florida to stay with her before they both went back to school together. Those two days broke my heart. No, not broke, just hurt it. A punch if you will. She found out last minute saturday night that she'd be going on for the lead in this new show to sing at the Signature Theatre in Arlington Sunday night. I was so proud of her, my heart raced when she told me. She sang for all these famous producers and the big shots of the biz. I was so happy for her, that voice she has inside of her deserves it. It distracted me from knowing that the new guy was with her. I could say so many things about the new guy, but that's not what I'm about. I not going to trash people I dont know personally. I'm sure he's a good guy (ehh), but the thing is- he's got my pride and joy. I still have dance, he can't take that from me; that sole fact keeps me sain. I pray even more than I already did.

I have to remember to quit dwelling and start moving foward. If I move forward with my life, I'll meet up somewhere with my girl. We'll find each other there, down the road, not in the present.

This morning this girl (let's call her Sweetheart) and myself had an interesting conversation. I was in the dance studio after my midterm audition exam laying down with my head resting on my dance bag. I opened my eyes to see Sweetheart close to me. She was sitting infront of the mirror doing her make-up. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Sweetheart is that typical grade school boy has a crush on type of girl. Wavy blonde hair with blue eyes, you know? I don't feel anything for her. I did once have a crush on Sweetheart, what boy hasn't? But we're friends. Anyways, Sweetheart looked at me and asked "Tony, does my hair look okay?" I told her it looked fine. She wasn't convinced. I explained to her the following: I'm the type of guy who, when I see a girl, she looks the same everyday. If I think she's pretty, she's always pretty. If I think she's hot, she's always hot. And then I went on to say how a girl's actions play a big part in how a guy will see a girl. Sweetheart agreed with me and sighed "Yeah, some guys aren't like that though." and she looked sad about it. I told her I wasn't one of those guys. She replied "I know." and smiled. Some days I wish Sweetheart and I would hit it off. Somtimes I wish both of us would be swept up and feel something for each other, all for the sake of distracting me; distracting me from how my girl is hustlin' and bustlin' along with her life. Sweetheart had a beautiful love much like mine, but he went to college. So here are me and Sweetheart, injured lovers.

from that dancer guy to you,
Tony