She's a ride on a Mystery Train

I'm not sure what I've gotten myself into. I've got a girlfriend. *gasp* Oh hush. But no, last time I did this, half of my friends waged war on me, and then my other half backed me up and hated the half that waged war on me in the first place. It was like WWIII or something. But we're all over that. Good thing, too. Anyways, so, all my friends know, and they all don't have a problem. It's my family that has the issue this time. My sister doesn't know her at all, and therefore creates a biased opinion and doesn't like her. Mom cracks all these jokes about her (and doesn't know that I'm actually listening and feeling kinda bad whenever she does), and dad doesn't really care. My best friends are rooting me on on the sidelines, and I'm glad for that at least. But my family could be a LITTLE more supportive. Back to my point, I'm not sure what I've gotten myself into with her- I don't know everything about her. I know the basics, but not the, uhh, non-basics?

There are days when she's a whisper
Nights when she's a scream
A reason to wake up in the morning
To close your eyes and dream
She'll curse you like a sailor
She'll wound you with her eyes
She always makes it better
But she won't apologize
I know everything about her but don't know her at all

So, I can't talk about much of it (for two reasons: she's asked me not to, and I'm not sure who all reads this...), but I know she's been through some stuff. Stuff meaning shit. Shit meaning deep shit. All I can do is talk to her at this point, because I refuse to do to her what I've done in the past to others- hold their hands through all their problems. That doesn't help, it only makes it so you don't learn from what's happened. So, all I do is talk to her. Don't get me wrong, I'm not upset about that. I love it. Talking to her is very fun, and I enjoy every moment of it. Now, if only she had her own phone...

She's a ride on a mystery train
To a place you've never been before
Better hold on tight to that mystery train
You're not in Kansas anymore
She's a ride
Mystery train

She told me she was going over to her dad's house this weekend for Fourth of July weekend. She didn't sound to happy about that. She's told me her parents are divorced, and she strongly prefers her mother. She won't have any way of talking to me, or I to her. I thought about mailing my cell phone to her, but that idea came a little late. So, all I can do is hope that she's having fun, and not getting into trouble.

She cries because she's happy
She sings songs when she's mad
Like a stiff drink when you need it
She's good at being bad
And long before you knew her you knew she was the one

She's definitely not like anyone I've ever met before. She may be almost two years younger than me, but she's much more mature than me. But again, she's a girl. Girls are supposed to be more mature. Still.. I wish she would tell me more sometimes.

She's a ride on a mystery train
To a place you've never been before
Better hold on tight to that mystery train
You're not in Kansas anymore
She's a ride
Mystery train

I know everything about her but don't know her at all

Oh well. I've promised her to take it one step at a time, and I'll figure out what she's trying to tell me along the way. I have a feeling I have a bit to learn about her, and she about me.

She's a ride on a mystery train
To a place I've never been before
Better hold on tight to that mystery train
I'm not in Kansas anymore
She's a ride
On a mystery train
She's a ride
On a mystery train

~ Tim