loyalty

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Landslide

Posted by melissaicd on August 8, 2014
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Dear Librarianship,

Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?

I don’t know…

Well, I’ve been afraid of changing
‘Cause I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
And I’m getting older too

So…

I’ve been afraid of changing
‘Cause I…I’ve built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I’m getting older too
I’m getting older too

So…

Take this love, take it down
Oh, if you climb a mountain and you turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Will the landslide bring you down, down?
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well, maybe, the landslide will bring you down
Well, well, the landslide will bring it down

~Melissa

You Know That Ghost Is Me

Posted by melissaicd on August 7, 2014
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Dear Librarianship,

If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old-time movie
‘Bout a ghost from a wishin’ well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains around my feet
You know that ghost is me
And I will never be set free
As long as there’s a ghost that you can’t see

If I could read your mind, love
What a tale your thoughts would tell
Just like a paperback novel
The kind that drugstores sell
When you reach the part where the heartaches come
The hero would be me
But heroes often fail
You won’t read that book again
Because the ending’s just too hard to take

I’d walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three-way script
Enter number two
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me
But for now, love, let’s be real
I never thought I could act this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
I don’t know where we went wrong
But the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back

If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old-time movie
‘Bout a ghost from a wishin’ well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
But stories always end
If you read between the lines
You’ll know that I’m just tryin’ to understand
The feelings that you lack
I never thought I could feel this way
And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it
I don’t know where we went wrong
But the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get it back

~Melissa

The Sun Goes Down Alone

Posted by melissaicd on April 6, 2014
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Dear Librarianship,

Now, I don’t understand what happened to our love.
But, Babe, I’m gonna get you back.
I’m gonna show you what I’m made of.

I can see you,
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun.
I see you walkin’ real slow and
Smilin’ at everyone.
I can tell you, my love for you will still be strong,
After the boys of summer have gone.

Out on the road today, I saw a Black Flag sticker on a Cadillac.
A little voice inside my head said,
“Don’t look back. You can never look back.”
I thought I knew what love was.
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever,
I should just let them go, but…

I can see you,
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun,
You got the top pulled down and
The radio on, Baby.
And I can tell you, my love for you will still be strong,
After the boys of summer have gone.

~Melissa

I Don’t Want to Lose This Feeling

Posted by melissaicd on March 30, 2014
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I just returned home from #IAS14. And, to put it in the words of a person I greatly admire, yes, I feel like I’ve found my tribe. I left feeling like I was so loved and appreciated, that I actually deserved to be loved and appreciated, that I made a difference. I felt my love and longing returned with equal ardor. Now, my questions are…

Dear Librarianship,

Close your eyes.
Give me your hand, Darling.
Do you feel my heart beating?
Do you understand?

Do you feel the same?
Am I only dreaming?
Is this burning an eternal flame?

I believe it’s meant to be, Darling.
I watch you when you are sleeping.
You belong with me.

Do you feel the same?
Am I only dreaming?
Or is this burning an eternal flame?

Say my name,
Sun shines through the rain.
A whole life, so lonely,
And then you come and ease the pain.

I don’t want to lose this feeling.

Is this burning an eternal flame?

~Melissa