Inspiration is rheeling through Taylor's head, and she accidently puts herself in a new situation.
“I’ll forever wonder what the colors meant
as they danced in circles, around and round.
I’ll wonder if you knew..”/]
I sang softly into the silence, my phone capturing my newest creation. My heart swelled with the rush of feelings that were built up until now.
[*“I’ll forever what would happen when the hazel met the blue.” [/
I sighed and pressed the stop button, saving the voice memo. It will be recorded this week I’m sure. I have set up a mini studio in my Nashville home for demos. I need some songs done for when I go back to LA.
I put my guitar away and made my way back to bed, but I knew sleep wouldn’t happen anytime soon. I had adrenaline still from writing. I personally was proud of my work. My writing style is going in all different directions. I’m excited to see how things turn out.
I checked my phone. 1:30 now. It’s been a week since we met. The whole ordeal made me end my escape a little early. I needed to be in my safe haven, so my body reacted. The trip home was a big blur to me since I wrote the whole flight home. I unlocked my phone and found his number. My mind drifted.
“Hi, I’m Tay-“
I smiled. My heart fluttered like it did that day. Should I text him? Would that be too weird? It’s late too. I don’t know if he is in LA or somewhere else in the world. Before I knew it I had a new message box open. My fingers moved on their own.
Hey, I know it’s late, (late here in Nashville anyway), but I can’t stop thinking about the day we met. I’ve been writing here at home. I’d love to meet up and actually talk.”/]
My heart was pounding now. “I won’t send this” I think watching my thumbs tremble. My thumb brushed against the send button. I gasped. Crap. I face palm and let out a groan. I can’t believe that I just did that! I sounded pushy. So desperate. I mentally kicked myself and lashed around in my blankets until I heard a jingle and felt three vibrates.
I looked at my phone in my hand. “Mikey sent you a text message.” My eyes widened. I opened the text.
“Aha, it is late, but me and the boys are on a show high right now. We just played in Jersey, so it’s about 3 here. I’m glad you texted me. I was thinking about you too.”[/
My heart skipped a beat from his words. Jersey…as in New Jersey? I sat up and prepared my reply.
“I’m a writing high right now. :) Jersey, as in New Jersey? I used to go there in the summer when I was a little girl. Are you going to be there of a while? I’d love to see it again.”/]
I waited forever for his reply. I wondered if it was too much. I groaned and held my head in my hand. Then my phone vibrated.
“Ah, really? I grew up here. I’ll be here for a long while. You visiting soon?”[/
I smiled and thought, “well, now I am.” I giggled.
“I am, actually. Are you willing to meet up?”/]
I was giddy now, appreciating how I went “mind over matter” in this situation.
“I’d love to. It’s a date then…?”[/
My heart jumped at his question. I couldn’t stop smiling.
“I guess it is. :) I’ll inform you when I’ll be leaving.”[//]
I laid back down as we exchanged goodnight texts. I set my phone on my nightstand and blew out my candle. I settled in bed and stared up at the ceiling. I can’t believe what just happened. I held my forehead with my hand. oh god. The tired then hit me. I have a lot to plan out now.
LA was going to have to wait just a little bit.