Collinston

Realize

by Colbie Caillat

Take time to realize,
That your warmth is crashing down on in.
Take time to realize,
That I am on your side
Didn’t I, Didn’t I tell you.

But I can’t spell it out for you,
No it’s never gonna be that simple
No I can’t spell it out for you

If you just realized what I just realized,
Then we’ll be perfect for each other
And we’ll never find another
Just realized what I just realized
We’ll never have to wonder if
We missed out on each other now.

Take time to realize
Oh-oh I’m on your side
Didn’t I, didn’t I tell you.
Take time to realize
Oh-oh I’m on your side
Oh oh oh oh oh oh…

But I can’t spell it out for you,
No its never gonna be that simple
No I can’t spell it out for you.

If you just realized what I just realized
Then we’ll be perfect for each other
Then we’ll never find another
Just realized what I just realized
We’ll never have to wonder if
We missed out on each other now.

It’s not all the same
No it’s never the same
If you don’t feel it to.
If you meet me half way
If you would meet me half way.
It could be the same for you.

If you just realized what I just realized
Then we’ll be perfect for each other
Then we’ll never find another
Just realized what I just realized
We’ll never have to wonder if
We missed out on each other now

If you just realized what I just realized
Then we’ll be perfect for each other
Then we’ll never find another
Just realized what I just realized
We’ll never have to wonder if
We missed out on each other now

Missed out on each other now
Missed out on each other now
We missed out on each other now

Confessions and Quirks

Tagpost time. 

Six quirks about myself:

1.  I sleep with the fan on EVERY night.  I don’t care if it’s 20 below outside (which it never is because I live in Louisiana) I always have the ceiling fan on.  I would prefer it to be on high but, Jason won’t always go for that.

2.  I clean my desk off EVERY day.  My house is a wreck.  I can leave dishes in the sink for days at a time.  My car is my “purse on wheels” according to my husband because I have so much junk in it.  But my desk, must be cleaned off at the end of every single day. 

3.  I can not stand to lose touch with people.  If you are my friend and you move away, be warned.  I will track you down and email you incessantly until you acknowledge my existance.  Once you are part of the inner sanctum there is no turning back.

4.  I peel my cuticles.  I know this sounds gross.  Sometimes I even bite them.  Shudder.

5.  I have this unhealthy obsession with grooming my husband.  I even cut his toe nails.

6.  I’m obsessed with other peoples blogs.  I neglect my own often… I have two.  But woah be unto the blogger that doesn’t update on the day I want to check their blogs.  I will reign down fire upon them!  Or at least mumble something not very nice about them under my breath. 

Now comes the confession.  I’ve lost my camera cord that connects the camera to the computer so that I can upload photos.  I did a shoot last Saturday in Natchitoches with my wonderful Crazy friends and I can’t even put the photos on to brag about how I was watching my settings and playing well with others.  We had two gorgeous and fun models and we even stumbled on to PROM… and I can’t find the blasted cord.  I suck.  SORRY!