"Have I Ever Told You That You Are Very Pretty..."

Everything always changes..
Same changes.

I thought I was done. Life hurts sometimes. And sometimes its just you against the world.

Ben Gibbard is probably one of my favorite artists. The songs Summer Skins and Tiny Vessels have never hit me so hard as they have these past two week. It describes the scenarios that I am in only i'm the girl that he is talking about.

Summer Skins

"Squeaky swings and tall grass 

The longest shadows ever cast 

The water's warm and children swim 

And we frolicked about in our summer skin 

I don't recall a single care 

Just greenery and humid air 

Then Labor day came and went 

And we shed what was left of our summer skin 

On the night you left I came over 

And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders 

Our brand new coats so flushed and pink

And I knew your heart, I couldn't win

Cause the seasons change was a conduit 

And we left our love in our summer skin"

Tiny Vessels 

This is the moment that you know

That you told her that you loved her but you don't.

You touch her skin and then you think

That she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

Yeah, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

I spent two weeks in Silverlake

The California sun cascading down my face

There was a girl with light brown streaks

And she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

Yeah she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

Wanted to believe in all the words that i was speaking

As we moved together in the dark

And all the friends that i was telling

And all the playful misspellings

And every bite i gave you left a mark

Tiny vessels oozed into your neck

And formed the bruises

That you said you didn't want to fade

But they did and so did i that day

All i see are dark grey clouds

In the distance moving closer with every hour

So when you ask "was something wrong?"

That i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now. 

No, we can't talk about it now."

So one last touch and then you'll go

And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more

But it was vile, and it was cheap

And you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me