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"Cool" - Gwen Stefani

I was trying on some bras in a newly revamped dressing room today as this song came on. It's funny how I haven't heard it in a while and it suddenly decided to show itself right at my most vulnerable state. There I was looking at myself in the mirror (one of those 3-dimensional mirrors where you could see yourself from all angles), underneath bright lights and seeing more than I needed to see, literally.

And then I started to think.

I picked a fight with a "friend" late Friday-early Saturday morning because this friend just knows how to get under my skin with their antics. And I think of him when I hear this song. It can't be helped. We've gone through every stage, worn every label, and did every possible thing you could think of when it comes to being more than friends. And so I was hoping that this time we'd finally get the friend thing right. But it's difficult to befriend an ex.

I hate to admit that yes, I was thinking "what if we...," even though I've been warned that this would definitely lead us to a dead end. We don't have the kinda feelings you would need to make a relationship work anyway, at least never at the same time. And now we both know we'd be settling if we tried to be together and we're not the "settling" kind. Plus, we need the oomph. Yet this time even though there wasn't anything to start, somehow between knowing better and having an understanding, when neither one of us was looking, it got complicated all over again. The problem is that he disappears when I'm getting used to having him around. He stops when things are just kicking into gear and our "friendship" is getting stronger. And I absolutely hate that. It's like he's scared of it and has to run. As if things are going too well that something has to break.

I don't know how to explain it and I wish I could say it doesn't bother me, but I guess I'm not as cool as I thought. All I know is I love talking about anything with him. The inside jokes, the memories, and the fact that I'm not scared to tell him the truth nor to hear it from him. But like clockwork, he's ruining the conversations (the best part of the whole thing). I don't know what to make of it because I didn't think it would happen. It just did.

Lyrics:

It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life...
Passes things get more comfortable
Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles, and now we're hangin' out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool


http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/gwenstefani/cool.html
http://ecegrup.com.tr/ecetas/gwen-stefani-cool&page=4

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