My blog, my rules. I write about what moves me, and this has moved the hell out of me.
We’ve heard “Goodbye” from LP but now Lauren added her voice to their love story that ended. I/we have watched them for almost 6 years, I should have known better not to mix public with private, but too little too late.
It happened, the lines got blurred and somehow in their love I/we saw this “picture perfect”. I’m not here to judge or to put blame, I am simply grieving after something beautiful that was lost. While they had the time (at least I hope so) to work through their break up, I/we haven’t.
It just happened. Without a warning. And it left a void in my/our hearts. I know not everyone is AS involved in the artist’s life, but some of us witnessed their love and mutual support and respect. I’ve become a fan of them both and I’ve never hidden it. So I won’t remove my love for Lauren just because she is no longer part of LP story.
I have to learn to accept this new reality. And to move on. And it’s hard. But as Lauren has beautifully written:
It creeps up on me That romanticization disease And then I awake, I’m healing I’m breathing, I’m free, I am living.
LRW – The Break Up Song So here is Lauren’s goodbye, her ending to that chapter in her life. I can only compare that amount of pain to the “Broken Column” by Frida Kahlo.
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Lyrics – official, shared by LRW recently.
If I saw you in person, I’d beg for you back Scream cry about all the good that we had Your gaslight would burn all night on full blast While I beg you to listen and hand you your ass Your back bone would bend so much it would snap My reason wouldn’t fix your past You made up in your mind you can only trust yourself Lemme know how that works out for you in your living hell If you’d just give in to your unattainable needs So us mind reading fools wouldn’t have to cure your disease And it creeps up on me Like a horrible anxiety dream Except I’m awake believing Only breathing is keeping me living
I guess forever to you meant a means to an end While my forever love drug has gifted me bends I yell to myself as I’m making your bed Turn off the house alarm but not the one in my head I go out to the front yard where we planted fruit trees That will feed your next lover their vitamin C I’ll be up on that hill with too much to say Unconditional love making me a slave And I think of that moment that night that day When you begged “please come here, please stay” With a ring and a spear, You move thru motion, so I had to steer You loved me with your good moods Attacked me with your old wounds I guess your passive aggression was Still your best, babe But it crept up on us The never, now seems so obvious More than ever, I’m grieving Only breathing is keeping us living You create in your mind that people don’t like you You laugh at the Pisces but truly it haunts you You think you’d know better You’ve done this your whole life You’re less than insane Cuz you don’t expect change Your comfort in sadness makes life what it is I can’t convince you of your happiness and even if I did, You’d find cruel in my intent and make it your home Your victim kingdom, just you on your throne No Love No Love Didn’t creep up on you It’s a choice you carefully choose Quit wavering, I can feel you retreating Only breathing is keeping you living
OKAY HERE WE GO… You. Swear. I. don’t appreciate you Well, I don’t use sex as thank you Sure bent over backwards to be available for you I was there from the get-go I’m not your trophy or your coattail Fame must have changed your point of view I’m the writer, not the muse. Better pop star than partner Now you’ve got all you wanted You can pay off your problems Cuz your ego won’t bargain Played me like a melody Made me your enemy Cuz blame gives you the courage to act on infidelity You’re a slave for the new clumsy love needs a fix Its not the new ones fault The captain steers the ship It’s predictable, not special That skin surface devil A true lust romance is never successful We’re the perfect example All jokes aside, Wishing you a good life Remember this time to let it honesty guide I guess we really did try Feels right to say goodbye It’s rare these days But when you cross my mind It creeps up on me That romanticization disease And then I awake, I’m healing I’m breathing, I’m free, I am living.
PS To that one person that claims I am being paid to write and run this blog.
LOL. What can I say. Just because you see a donation “button” it doesn’t mean I am being paid. I have received few donations in the last year or so, but those were from LP-fans who are thankful for my work and my blog. All I do, I do because I want to. I do it for free. In my free time. If you don’t appreciate my content feel free to find another source. Good luck.
Anna from Poland. I have been a blogger for a long time, but more in a royal field. Since 'meeting' LP through her music and as a person, a lot has changed. If I'm not working on my blog, I work as a teacher. I love to travel, read & dance. I sing & play uke when no one listens. Music was always a big part of my life.