Thursday, June 23, 2011

Merrily We Fall Out Of Line...

Today's song of the day is "Speak Up" by Show Me The Skyline. :) It's one of the sweetest songs I've ever heard. It's the kind of upbeat love song that just can make anyone smile.

"Tell me all your hopes girl, and all your wishes, too
I will do my best girl, to make them all come true"

A girl can dream, right?

Not a lot of people can say that they have known their best friend since the moment they were born. But not a lot of people have a twin sister, either. Let's call my twin sister Yuuki. In Japanese, that translates to "kind princess," I think. My sister would know better than I would. She's into Japanese anime and manga and whatnot. I mean, I am too, but that's basically all she reads. My sister is a minute older than I am, but sometimes it seems as if I'm actually the older sister. I don't exactly know why, really. Yuuki and I may look alike, and have the same tastes in just about everything, but we have different personalities. She is one of the nicest people I've ever met, while I am definitely less of a forgiving person. The supposed friend who made fun of my sister's blog all over facebook and blamed it on someone else? The girl who lied to me about something important and still denies she did so? The boys in my class who constantly tried to ruin my life with insulting words in middle school? The thirteen year old boy that treats Yuuki like a princess one day but then completely ignores her the next? I forgive none of them.

My sister also tends to hide her emotions. If someone breaks her heart, she doesn't ignore the whole world and wait for someone to ask her what's wrong. She simply acts as if nothing has happened, until she's alone, or with me. I wrote a song for Yuuki a while back called "Smile And A Broken Heart."

"Smile And A Broken Heart" was inspired by my sister's "almost fairytale." It was her freshman year, her second year in colorguard. She just minded her own business, twirled her flag, and caught the attention of a trombone player, then in seventh grade. It was his first year in marching band. The first time they talked was at a football game earlier in the season. They bonded over music, but don't we all? Let's call him Oliver. To put it simply, Oliver was a nice kid, but his ego was rather large, but this is something that went unnoticed by Yuuki. In the fall, Oliver and Yuuki spent almost every day together, and every Friday night. On one particular Friday night, on the way home from an away football game, Yuuki sat near Oliver on the band bus. They listened to his iPod together, and sang Never Shout Never songs word for word. That same night Oliver realized that he in fact had developed a crush on my sister, and as all fairytales go, she fell for him. Oliver always denied his feelings when asked about them, and he had pretty good reasoning. He had a girlfriend. Oliver and Yuuki had a lot of good times together, but the fairytale they both dreamed of never really played out the way they planned. Oliver was very sweet to my sister. He acted differently around her than he did around other people, but in a good way. He bought her food, he sang with her, he played guitar with her before practices, he let her feed him french fries, he agreed to take her to a dance and pay for both of them. But that's where everything went wrong. This would've been their first actual date, and that is why some of his friends convinced him not to take Yuuki to that dance. Why? Oliver still had a girlfriend, and it would've been wrong. But, when you're in love, sometimes right and wrong doesn't matter. After Oliver left his princess alone at the ball, Yuuki still faced the world with a smile. And a broken heart.

Things were never the same between Yuuki and Oliver, and I know that Yuuki spends a lot of her time thinking about the past, and how much fun they had together. She thinks about what could've been different, but don't we all? I look back on my past and find myself wondering "What if I had done this differently? Would something be different?" but wondering and regretting gets us nowhere.

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