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Wednesday, May 11, 2011
"Now everyone, if you were at our last show you've heard the old version of this," I look to Bella. I know she said she never wanted to sing this again but we had worked on it and made it our own. "This song means a lot to me because this fine lady right here wrote it. I've added my own spin on it. And so here you go." We sing through the song, the whole time Bella is shaking and looking around nervously, no doubt looking for that good for nothing piece of crap. When we get to the new lyrics, she looks at me shyly as though she's nervous. I grab her hand and sing, "Now I've got feet," her angelic voice lends, "and I've got feet." Together we harmonize, "let's start to walk where the loves meet. Let's go. Time's a wastin'."
I look into her eyes as I sing the next lines directly to her. Hopefully this is enough for her. I can't publicly call her my girl, but I can sure as anything give people clues.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
"Bella, I don’t want to say this without you at least looking at me. Please turn around and unlock the door.” I don’t know what else to do! She’ll think I’m just saying it to say it now. How in the world am I going to tell this girl I love her if she won’t even turn to face me.
“You’ve left me no choice Bella. And right now I don’t give a hoot who is listening I’ll scream it from the rooftops if I have to! Bella, I lo-” and it was as if my lungs had collapsed.
Then I look down to see that scarf and the body attached to it was currently attached to me.
“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it E. And definitely don’t say it so loud. You’ll ruin your image.” She says with the sweetest smile on her face, and what looked to be almost tears in her eyes.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Yea i know it took FOREVER for us to update but you have to understand the way life throws curve balls...
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
He works for Sun Records. Which makes me nervous in and of itself. So it's important that we don't mess it up. That we keep killing it. That I keep those girls screaming.
Girls, that I thought two months ago, I could have had a little fun with. Not now. Not since Bella. God, she is gorgeous and she doesn’t realize what her excitement is doing to me.
“I like it better when you call me lover boy,” I tease her, leaning closer. She smiles and darts out her tongue slowly tracing her top lip.
She lets out an unsteady breath. All I can think about is kissing her. “May I kiss you?” I ask her as I lean closer to her face.
She swallows hard and then her mouth parts slightly, “I'd like that,” she whispers. My hand is on the back of her neck, and I guide her closer until our lips meet. We mold our mouths together, our lips make smacking noises. Her mouth is smooth as silk and the hollow behind her ear feels amazing under my calloused fingers. That’s the only thing I can say that I regret about playing the guitar instead of piano, my hands aren’t smooth anymore. Well, smooth to the touch.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone celebrating! Elvisward is taking this week to rest & relax and celebrate what the American Government likes to call the "beginning of the friendship between the Native Americans and settlers". Don't you worry your little head... He'll be back with all pieces of hair in perfect place after this week.