....it wasn't over, it still isn't over

At some point, you've probably heard someone say, music is my therapy. Music is such a powerful tool when it comes to our moods. Whether we’re playing it or listening to it, music can music can help relieve stress, soothe anxeity and boost energy. Taylor Swift has always been one of my favorite artist because of the fact that she is a beautiful song writer and her voice isn't half bad as well :) I have related to a multiple of her songs over the past couple years but while listening to her new CD, one of the songs in particular spoke to me very deeply. I began listen to "Back to December" over and over because I couldn't help but think this song was wrote specifically for me. Literally every word I could relate to, even the months she uses int he song are correct. So if you are reading this, you know who you are and I hope we can continue to talk and see where life takes us. You know my heart and what I want, as I poured that out to you the other night, as well did you. My only hope is that you make a decision based on what you want, not what anyone else around you wants. I have always felt we are meant to be together, you have always been my first love and will always be. What's meant to be will always be, period.

I'm so glad you made time to see me.

How's life, tell me how's your family?

I haven't seen them in a while.

You've been good, busier then ever.

We small talk, work and the weather

Your guard is up and I know why.

Cause the last time you saw me

Is still burned in the back of your mind.

You gave me roses and I left them there to die.

So this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night,

And I go back to December all the time.

Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,

Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.

I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.

I go back to December all the time.

These days I haven't been sleeping

Staying up playing back myself leaving,

When your birthday passed and I didn't call.

And I think about summer, all the beautiful times

I watched you laughing from the passenger side

Realized that I loved you in the fall.

Then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind.

You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye.

So this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night.

And I go back to December all the time.

Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,

Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.

I'd go back to December turn around and change my own mind.

I go back to December all the time

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right,

And how you held me in your arms that September night,

The first time you ever saw me cry.

Maybe this is wishful thinking,

Probably mindless dreaming

If we loved again I swear I'd love you right.

I'd go back in time and change it but I can't

So if the chain is on your door, I understand.

But this is me swallowing my pride,

Standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night,

And I go back to December.

Turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you,

Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.

I'd go back to December turn around and make it alright.

I'd go back to December turn around and change my own mind.

I go back to December all the time.

All the time