Only Time Will Tell
Last night, right before I went to bed, my fiance posed the task that I should write, record, and perform a song for her during our wedding reception………………
You can not imagine the nerves that shot through my body at the sight of this text message. I began to play it back and forth in my mind over and over again. I thought, “But what would her family think? What would my family think? What if they don’t like it? What if she doesn’t like it?” Every bone in my body was telling me this was a bad idea. I already felt some type of pressure to not “F*** it up” during such a special and memorable occasion, and the idea of this didn’t help one bit.
After a while, the nerves passed and I started to really think about it. I haven’t sung in front of a crowd since the 3rd grade, and what a crazy way this would be to make my comeback. I always brag to her about how I come up with the best hooks, and I guess now is my time to back it up. I know I’m no Chris Brown or Trey Songs but maybe if I truly express how much I love her, then maybe singing talent doesn’t matter.
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