If I Ever I Would Leave You

If ever I would leave you
It wouldn't be in summer.
Seeing you in summer I never would go.
Your hair streaked with sun-light,
Your lips red as flame,
Your face witha lustre
that puts gold to shame!

But if I'd ever leave you,
It couldn't be in autumn.
How I'd leave in autumn I never will know.
I've seen how you sparkle
When fall nips the air.
I know you in autumn
And I must be there.

And could I leave you
running merrily through the snow?
Or on a wintry evening
when you catch the fire's glow?

If ever I would leave you,
How could it be in spring-time?
Knowing how in spring I'm bewitched by you so?
Oh, no! not in spring-time!
Summer, winter or fall!
No, never could I leave you at all!

--Camelot

This musical is one of my favorites, partly because of the fun of it all, and partly because of the vanity that completely intoxicated me when I found anything resembling my own odd name somewhere real, somewhere public, somewhere outside me.

I've always thought my name was so special, so different, so beautiful that I hoped I'd look like a Genevieve someday. I don't think I've become what at that young an age I saw myself becoming, no cinderella transformation- but I guess I do feel more like my name is me. I couldnt imagine my name being anything else, and thats usually a good sign.

And I absolutely hate it when my comp apps TA calls my name during roll call. He says everyone's name as if he dreaded our existance, and I just hate it. I'd rather he just call me Purcell if that's the way he's going to be about it. I don't know if I'm alone in feeling this way, or if this means I'm too snooty or whatever, I just hate hearing him say it. Kinda like when special people say it, and I get all extra happy inside, warmer than I usally am. Maybe I'm just crazy.

Anyway, I didnt pick the song for that reason, hehe I sometimes feel like my blog is a space for me to be my own sorta DJ, I spin a song out there and then talk about how it sounds inside my head. Anyway, I picked the song because it' a good one, and because I've spent a lot of seasons with someone special in my life, and they are all more beautiful than the last.