The Song Stuck In My Head: “MAYBE BABY” by BUDDY HOLLY & THE CRICKETS (1957)

“…Well You Are The One That Makes Me Glad

And You Are The One That Makes Me Sad

When Someday, You Want Me

Well, I’ll Be There

Wait And See…”

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TheMAYBE BABYSingle Album by BUDDY HOLLY & THE CRICKETS !!!

“…MAYBE BABY

I’ll Have You

MAYBE BABY

You’ll Be True

MAYBE BABY

I’ll Have You For Me. …”

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The Subject Of Love Has Always Been ULTRA Touchy.

Not Just For Me, But For Most People.

In Regard To MYSELF…

…There Are Some Whom Believe I Don’t Really Love At All…

…Nor Do I Honestly Feel It Like Others Do.

Then, There Are Those Whom Think I Love Waaaaay Tooooo Much.

And THEN, There Are Those Who Couldn’t Honestly Care Either Way.

The Truth?

Maybe I Don’t Know How To Truly Express Love…

…But I Know I’m Capable Of Feeling It.

That’s Why Songs Like This One…

MAYBE BABY

by BUDDY HOLLY & THE CRICKETS

…Stick With Me As They Do.

It’s Because I Feel I Understand Them.

I Feel I Understand The Point Of The Song…

…Or At Least What The Songwriter Is Trying To Push As His/Her Point.

The Important Part, However, Is What Point I Take Away From The Song When It’s Over.

What Does It Personally Mean To ME?

That’s The Question.

Everyone Is Different.

Everyone Has Their Own Mind About Things.

What One Song Means To ME May Not Be Exactly What The Same Song Means To YOU.

And I Like That Part.

That Part Makes Me Feel Exceptionally Human.

A Lot Of The Time, I Don’t Feel Human At All.

I Know I AM Human.

I Just Don’t Feel The Same Way As Most People.

At Least, Not The Bulk of The People I’ve Come Across In My Worldly Travels.

To ME…

BUDDY HOLLY Is Singing About The Unobtainable Love Interest That We’ve All Come Across In Our Lives.

Well, A Lot Of Us Have.

The One That You Want Without Question, Even Though You Know You’ll Probably Never Have Them.

But, You’re Patient.

You’re Willing To Wait Them Out.

To See What Happens.

You Already Know Patience Is Not A Virtue.

It’s A Learned AND Honed Skill.

Some Of Us Are Just Better At Waiting Than Others.

I’m Patient…

…But NOT Because I WANT To Be.

It’s Because I Know I HAVE To Be.

And So I Wait.

Impatiently-Patient.

Meaning, I’m OUTWARDLY Patient…

…And INWARDLY I’m Absolutely Freaking-Out.

But Still…

…It DOES Count As PATIENCE.

Right?!

RIGHT!!

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This Just Hasn’t Been My Week.

Thursday Is Half-Over And Yet I’m Already Ready For Next Week To Arrive.

I’m Hoping To Be Over It All By Then.

Hoping Being The Key Word.

I Know There Are Worse Things Out There, But This Week Has Been Loaded With Major Ups AND Downs.

I’ve Been Writing.

And Re-Writing.

And Re-Re-Writing.

I Have A Piece I’m Working On That Is Simply Destroying Me.

It’s About Something That’s Very Personal To Me, And I Just Can’t Get It Right.

It’s A Story I Think Explains A Lot About A Messy Love-History And The Person It Created.

It’s Just A Hard Story To Tell.

It’s Emotionally Draining.

Once Those Are Depleted, It Then Becomes Physically Draining To A Point Were I’m Ready To Either SCREAM Or COLLAPSE.

Thus Far, I’ve Chosen To Collapse.

I’ve Never Really Been A Good Screamer, Ya Know?!

I’ve Almost Finished The Piece.

I’m Just Copy-Editing It Now.

When It’s Ready, I Have A Good Friend Standing By To Proof-Read It For Me.

I Need To Make Sure The Story I’m Telling Makes The Point I’m Driving At.

I Can’t Half-Ass This One.

It Must Have All The Time, Love And Care I Can Afford To Lend It.

The Subject Demands It.

I Demand It.

And I Think You, My Peeps, Should Demand It, Also.

So…

…PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE…

…Stay Tuned.

Once It’s Ready…

…I’m Going To Lay It All On You.

I’m Already Scared Of The Reaction.

I Don’t Know How My Readers Will Take What I’m Saying.

But It Has To Be Said.

It’s A Story About Life…

…About Love…

…About Loss…

…About Mistakes…

…About Regrets…

…And About Trying To Carry On Afterward.

Again I Say…

…PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE…

…Stay Tuned.

I’m Already Weary Over The Sleepless Nights It’s Causing Me.

Weary Of Crying Myself To Sleep Over It.

Weary Weary Weary.

Just Please Allow Me The Time I Need To Get It Right.

I Must Do So.

I MUST GET IT RIGHT.

And I Know I Will.

A Quote Comes To Mind That I Think Fits This Perfectly.

BEWARE THE FURY OF A PATIENT MAN.

JOHN DRYDEN

(16311700)

I Have The Power To Be Exceptionally Patient.

Even When I’m Frothing With Impatience.

Impatiently Patient.

A Lovely Contradiction I’m Happy To Embrace.

Life, Friends, Happiness, Sadness, And Patience.

First-Off…

…Let Me Begin This With A Relevant Quotation.

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THE CREST And CROWNING Of ALL GOOD, LIFE’S FINAL STAR, Is BROTHERHOOD.

EDWIN MARKHAM

(1852-1940)

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Alright…

…I’ve Made A Point Of It Before, But I Don’t Have Many Friends.

And By That, I Do NOT Mean Online Friends.

Of Those, I Have A Plethora.

What I Mean Is…

…I Don’t Have Many Friends I Can Physically See With My Own Eyes…

…In-Person…

…Face-To-Face.

And Like Most Folks In This Sort Of Situation, I’m Not Happy About It.

I Know I’ve Always Kinda Been The Loner Type.

I Simply Don’t Handle People Very Well.

Especially People Who Don’t Already Know Me…

…Or…

…At The Least, People Who Don’t Know Certain Things About Me.

It’s Just Exceptionally Hard For Me To Trust Anyone.

And I Do Mean ANYONE.

Other Than My Immediate Family…

…And A Couple Core-Friends…

…Trust Takes Forever And A Day To Drag Out Of Me.

Some People Are Simply Too Trusting, In My Opinion.

The Thing Is, My Peeps…

…I’ve Been Trying…

…Really Really Trying To Let More People In…

(Another Quote Works Very Well Here.)

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THE ONLY WAY To HAVE A FRIEND Is To BE ONE.

RALPH WALDO EMERSON

(1803-1882)

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…And I’m Pretty Sure This Has Backfired On Me.

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Have You Ever Known Someone Who Trusted You Waaay Too Much?

Maybe??

Okay.

Well, I’ve Only “Over-Trusted” Newer People A Couple Times In My Lifetime.

And In Those Instances, I Got Burned.

So I Closed Myself Off…

…And I Shut Myself Down.

“I’ll Never Trust Anyone That Way, Again!”

…I Would Say To Myself.

And For The Longest Time, I Sincerely Didn’t Trust Anyone Except My Best Friends…

…Whom Have Known Me For 20, Or Even 30 Years, Now.

But…

…Over The Past Year Or So…

…I’ve Been Slowly Slowly Slowly Letting A Couple New People Into My World A Little Deeper Than I Ever Expected To.

To Be Honest, It Really Felt Wonderful To Be Opening-Up A Bit More.

I Would Even Venture To Say I Loved These New Friends.

They Treated Me With Kindness AND Consideration.

They Treated Me As Though I Were One Of Their Own.

From The Same Crop, Ya Know?!

They Made Me Feel Comfortable Being MYSELF.

Isn’t That Were The Love Of Friends Comes From, And Grows?!

But…

…It’s Really Starting To Look Like I Was Wrong.

(Quote Time)

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ONE Is EASILY FOOLED By THAT WHICH ONE LOVES.

JEAN-BAPTISTE POQUELIN

(Aka “MOLIÈRE“)

(1622-1673)

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I Hate Hate HATE Feeling This Way.

Feeling Like I’ve Opened-Up Too Much And…

…Either…

1.) The New People Couldn’t Handle My “OVER-TRUSTING” Them.

…Or…

2.) They Were Simply Never Really My Friends In The First Place, And I’ve Simply Been Played As The Fool, Yet Again.

All I Can Really Do Is Reflect Upon The Experiences Of Our Time Spent Together…

…And Deconstruct It.

I’ll Rephrase That.

All I Really AM DOING Is Reflecting Upon The Experiences Of Our Time Spent Together…

…And Deconstructing It OVER And OVER And OVER Again.

Yeah.

That’s How My Brain Works.

I Find It Impossible To NOT Do This.

And It’s Literally Driving Me Crazy.

Well…

…Crazier.

“What Is It?”

“Where Did I Go Wrong?”

“What Have I Done Wrong?”

“What Have I Done To Deserve This?”

That’s It.

OVER And OVER And OVER Again.

Those Same Questions.

“Was It This?”

“Was It That?”

“Was It Me?”

“Was It Them?”

“Was It Us?”

(And One More Quote)

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BE SLOW In CHOOSING A FRIEND, SLOWER In CHANGING.

BENJAMIN FRANKLIN

(1706-1790)

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I’m Going To Say This Now, Just To Be Sure It’s Very VERY Clear…

…I Am NOT Giving-Up On My Friends.

I Will Not.

Or, At The Least, Not Yet.

Time Is Important In Every Friendship.

Time Is Honestly The Most Important Thing In Our Lives.

We’re Always Faced With It.

Fighting It.

Struggling Against It.

But TIME Is LIFE.

Period.

And, Because Of This, I’m Doing Something I Don’t Do Well.

I’m Being Patient.

Being Patient Is NOT A Virtue, By The Way, Regardless Of What You’ve Been Told.

Being Patient Is A LEARNED SKILL.

Period Period.

I’m Very VERY Used To Being Put Into Positions Where Being Patient Is All I Can Be.

It’s Either Be Patient Or Climb The Walls, Ya Know?!

I’m Sure The Bulk Of You Do.

I Don’t Want To Lose My Friends.

I Care Deeply For My Friends…

…Even Though I May Struggle To Show That, Sometimes.

My Closest Friends And I Are Like Family.

We’re Like Brothers.

We Are A Brotherhood.

My Newer Friends And I Are Still In “Friendship Infancy” In Many Ways…

…Though, In Other Ways, I Was Sure We Were More.

Perhaps That Was A Lapse In Judgment By Me.

I Don’t Honestly Know.

I Can’t Know, Yet.

Patience, Bradley, Patience.

I’m Trying To Be.

I Just Hope I’m Being Smart About It…

…And That I’m Doing The Right Thing.

Time Will Tell All…

…Or All It Wants To Tell.

I’m Just Hoping It Does So Sooner, Rather Than Later.

(A Closing Quotation)

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SWEET Is A GRIEF WELL ENDED.

AESCHYLUS

(c. 525 B.C. – c. 456 B.C.)

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