Let’s start from the beginning.
1. Coldplay – James Garcia. James was my best friend first. I thought he was the cutest thing the moment I laid eyes on him during summer school. We talked about every and anything and I loved spending all my time with him. Mischevious and goofy. James and I were obsessed with Coldplay together, along with Incubus but I loved Incubus before he and I dated so they weren’t effected (thank God!) Story goes one night James and I were hanging out at cinema 8, just finished watching a movie and was waiting for my mom to pick me up or waiting for my sister to get out of a movie, whatever. This was kind of early on in our relationship. New and exciting. We dipped into an empty theater to make out. As things started to get hot and heavy, our new favorite song, Yellow began to play. While kissing, we started to smile and laugh and it became the staple, the moment that bonded our relationship. After that Coldplay became our band. X&Y was released around the time things got rocky and it seemed as if a breakup was on the horizon. X&Y was sad; the album was full of breakup songs. Pivotal moment with X&Y. James and I kept having these conversations/arguments about me staying in town instead of moving away for college our senior year. I couldn’t stand the idea of staying home; all I wanted to do senior year was get away from my family, get out of Richmond and he took that as me fighting to get away from him. He and I had already broken up once I think before all this transpired and we were working on getting back together after a lot of begging from my end. We’re at the park in downtown Rosenberg, discussing the status of us. It was his way, stay and live with him in town, or no way, we’re done if I leave. Ultimately, I was leaving. He drove like a crazy asshole, speeding, waiting to put me out of his car. The soundtrack to the hellious, emotional ride: Fix You. X&Y is sad; that album is a breakup album. How ominous no? Fix You is blaring. I’m sobbing. He’s fuming. Once we’re at my house, I get out and he flies out of the driveway. Done. I listened that album nonstop until I couldn’t take it anymore. Until I got over him. I quit Coldplay for many years. It wasn’t until 2015 I could listen to a Coldplay song without cringing. In my musical opinion, they didn’t release anything good after X&Y except for Ghost Stories.
2. Lovers and Friends by Usher, Ludicris, and Lil John – Rodney Rogers. So I had left my high school boyfriend in shambles and I was trying not to be so hurt by our breakup while I was at Blinn College. While James Garcia was inflicting emotional warfare on my innocent, fragile heart, boys were trying to talk to me and I couldn’t emotionally put myself into another person until Rodney Rogers came along. Dudes on campus would try to holler at me and I mostly ignored them, my friends snatching me up when I got held up by one. It became routine. Going to the cafe for dinner one day, I see this tall ass dude hanging out in the middle of the student union with his friends, locked in on me. Rodney wore Polo shirts and Forces and wasn’t my type because he didn’t look punk rock at all. Too preppy for my taste. As my friends and I walked by he yells out, “Hey you cute.” I just laughed and kept it moving. The next day, he physically stops me. The routine came into play and my friend swept me away. Valentine’s Day approaches and James had promised that he was coming to visit me. He never showed. I cried on the steps, feeling hella stupid for believing him especially after all the shit he was putting me through and they wanted to take me to the Valentine’s Day dance my school was holding that night. Low and behold, Rodney was there with his gang. He couldn’t stop staring and it made me feel good. Lovers and Friends came on and he asked me to dance. Temporarily I forgot all the shitty things James had done to me and enjoyed another boy’s company. But eventually that feeling faded, guilt and sadness took over, and I had to get out of there. Before I could really begin to kick myself in the ass, Rodney was following me up the hill, trying to get my attention so we could exchange numbers. That was our first song together as a couple. Our breakup wasn’t as horrendous as James but it was pretty damn dramatic. I don’t hear that song often but when I do, I think about that dance and how good it felt to be actually liked by someone.
3. With You by Chris Brown – James Cobb. Cobb was someone who also just dropped into my life. By now I’m at HT and Rodney and I were on the outs, trying to survive off the crumbs. Cobb got my attention the third day of Spanish class because one: we kept hearing that name be called for roll and two: he came in late. I called dibs; I knew he was it. He sat near me in class and we awkwardly shared my book. I adored him and didn’t even know him yet. It was his smile. It was his style. I spent a late night messaging him back and forth on MySpace and split my head open running into a shelf in my dark ass dorm room. Through and through I was super smitten with him. He took me out on Valentine’s Day where I was all giddy and smiles. After dinner, he took me to walk around the lake and on the ride there, he sang With You to me. I loved to hear him sing. He would sit at his desk in his apartment singing while I watched tv. And as he drove and sang he held my hand and I just melted. That day goes down as one of the best Valentine’s Days I ever had. Our breakup was abrupt and unexpected, hurtful because he had no real reason to breakup with me. I cried a whole lot for a long time over him. And I loved Chris Brown’s album so I would just skip over With You or switch radio stations if it came on. It was hard to ignore such a popular song.