Don’t ask me out tonight.

You know I won’t refuse.

And I’ll wear that shirt you like, the one that shows off my tattoos.

Don’t meet me at the bar,

Cause I’ll be waiting there.

No one knows where we are.

Don’t run your fingers through my hair.

I wanna dance, I wanna run.

I gotta go home to someone.

I wanna jump the gun.

I gotta go home to someone.

Don’t walk me to the door

And look me in the eye.

Cause we’ve been here before, and we both know this is no goodbye.

Don’t hold me by the waist.

There’s nothing I can do.

Cause I crave the way you taste.

Don’t pull me close to you.

I wanna dance, I wanna run.

I gotta go home to someone.

This song is one of my favorites when I’m feeling down. It’s a sad song, and really the plot isn’t great, but to me it’s so full of hope. It’s the story of that thing that starts as a friendship, two friends who are attracted to each other, they both know it but they don’t say it. And one of them is already committed to someone else.

That commitment begins to be difficult for the person committed, because there’s this natural connection, something unavoidable.

A connection you didn’t ask for, but you certainly got. When you see each other there’s always tension, the good kind of tension, the fun kind of tension.

That tension where you’re speaking to each other without using words, strictly eye contact and body language.

There’s something to be said for this type of connection, when you don’t have to speak and you both know what the other is thinking. Those aren’t connections you happen upon every day, and man do they make your heart race.

The hard part?

You wanna jump the gun, but you know it’s the wrong thing to do. The person in the relationship has to carry this difficult feeling, this feeling of desire, and the joy of being desired by someone else.

They just aren’t sure they’re ready to leave their relationship, it’s good, they’re happy, but it doesn’t stop them from wondering what’s on the other side.

It’s a scary jump to make because you never know if the grass is always greener.

What if?

What if it is greener?

What if the connection you have with this person outside your relationship is the connection you’ve always wanted, someone who understands your anxieties without you having to verbalize. Someone who understands you, and your flaws, and loves you anyways, loves you more because of them.

There’s no such thing as perfect, but I think two people can be perfect for each other, like the last missing puzzle piece.

How can you go home to someone?

Where the skies are gold not gray, J.