My ex boyfriend used to make me CDs with a bunch of different songs that reminded him of me, he thought Iâ€™d like, etc. Think mixed tape when tapes were still around. Itâ€™s one of my favorite things a man has ever done for me.
(This event took place post official break-up, but we were still hanging out) One day, after a picnic at Waterfront Park in Charleston, he handed me a blank CD. I assumed it was another mixed CD smiled and put it in my purse. We said goodbye, I hopped in my convertible, put in the shiny silver disc full of music, and started driving.
The first song on the compilation was a Bruno Mars song. WIN! His album came out earlier that week and since it was new I didnâ€™t have the songs memorized. Then I heard the lyric that made my heart drop, â€œTell the Devil I said HEY when you get back to where your fromâ€. WHAT? Is he saying that Iâ€™m evil and belong in Hell? The more I listened to the lyrics of (what would soon become my favorite song on the album) Grenade, the more I realized my ex resented me! We had such a great lunch. I was so confused.
Nervously, I switch to the next songâ€¦.â€œJust The Way You Areâ€â€¦by Bruno Mars.
It was (what seemed like forever) 3 minutes of mixed emotions:
* Awe how sweet he made me a cd.
* oooooOOOoo I love Bruno Mars!
* wait what? Was I that much of a BITCH?
* I guess Iâ€™ve never really listened to the lyrics.
* Canâ€™t wait to see whatâ€™s nextâ€¦GULP!
* OHHHHHHH! Itâ€™s the entire album. He told Tanya he would make her a copy.
While Iâ€™m sure there are a few men that would like to serenade me with the song â€œGrenadeâ€, he isnâ€™t one of themâ€¦I hope.