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Does It Really Matter

Early 90s

Caught in the ashes of an angel fallen to the ground

Lost in the circles of an endless dream spiraling down

Everything I ever wanted, found in you, goes up in flames

But does it really matter

 

Shooting stars, four leaf clovers, and lullabies carried on the wind

You could never understand the thin line that makes my heart bend

And like a lamb in thunder, when love echoes I run

But does it really matter

 

Maybe I care too much to say

Maybe I dream too much to let it show

Do I dare to let you melt my heart away

Tell me if its safe

 

Like a stormy Monday you’ve blown in and stolen my heart

And like a mixed up puzzle I feel myself falling apart

If you put the pieces back together are you gonna love what you find

Then again, does it really matter 

     I was married early, age 21. I married quickly. I think I had only dated him for about a month or two. He seemed like a really nice guy. Apparently I was too young to know the difference between nice and fake. I seperated from him a few short months after marrying him. This song isn't about him though. This song is about the man I met shortly after I filed for divorce. I was living in Japan and didn't have any friends or family there. He was a handsome MP living on a different military base than I was. He was leaving for the United States within a few months. As much as I liked him, starting a relationship, especially in my situation, was a point of confusion.

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