Kavalier Calm's Crowdsource Inspiration

Hi. I'm Kavalier Calm. I write songs and poems inspired by the people I meet on the internet. Ask, and I’ll write something for you. Really.
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  • Last time I was dating someone, Tumblr was the other woman in our relationship. I’d go to see her at all hours of the night, write for her, send selfies to her…It made my girlfriend jealous, and she gave me an ultimatum. As I’m sure you gathered—because I’m posting this—I chose true love.

    You know how karate masters
    chop through a stack of bricks?
    Your loving me is like this.
    I was a hard man,
    not looking for love,
    but your smile melted me like butter.
    Your hands sliced deep
    down to my core,
    left my defenses in pieces
    on the floor.

    Hey friends, I implore you to stream my songs on Spotify. Listen on repeat. Have them playing on your computer even if you aren’t in the room. I only make a fraction of a penny per play, but any little bit helps fund my project so I can keep writing songs for you all—for free. Share what you hear with your friends if you like it. Much love. — KC

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    Book: Come on, read me!
    Me: No I'm mad at you.
    Book: Why? What did I do?
    Me: You'll be done soon.
    Book: Well, I had to finish eventually.
    Me: No. If you loved me, you'd keep taking your characters on more adventures. Forever.

    I wrote this love song in response to this quote. Free downloads here. Much, much love. — Kavalier

         Nothing Left To Chase

    Every morning you have
    two choices:
    sleep with your dreams
    or wake and chase them.
    But now that you sleep in my bed,
    the choices are the same.
    You, darling, were my dream.
    I have nothing left to chase.

    They say somewhere over the rainbow
    is a pot of gold.
    But who needs gold
    when you have a rainbow?
    Now that you sleep in my bed,
    I can finally see.
    Why would I go hunt for more?
    I have all that I need.

    Now that you sleep in my bed,
    there’s no decisions left to make.
    Any time I can have with you
    I should clearly take.
    VERSE 1

    Waiting for the bus
    is like waiting for love.
    There’s just no timetable
    to know when it comes.
    So you wait and wait
    and hope it arrives;
    you wait and wait
    for your chance to ride.

    Finally, after nervous checking
    of your watch,
    you’ll decide it’s best
    just to walk.
    Because the road is long,
    but you know the way,
    and this slow bus
    isn’t worth the wait.

    For certain-tyy and everyone else who’s trying to make a lover out of a friend. — Kavalier

         Feelings Like This

    He’s the boy of every girl’s dreams:
    you can take him home to mom; you can take him in your sheets.
    She’s beautiful in a small and shy way:
    she’s realer than the rest, not another bitch, Barbie.

    They’ve been friends for far too long.
    Love’s come upon them like sleep: slow, then all at once.
    They believe they control their feelings;
    but feelings like this, they control you.

    They try and play dumb, but they can feel the change.
    They deny it to their friends, say things are still the same.
    But how about that first kiss? And the second one, too?
    Is that something “just friends” do?

    His mind flip flops like a fish on land,
    and she’s too scared to put the truth in his hands.
    They go back and forth between a laugh and a fight;
    they won’t admit that this happiness is right.

    Free downloads here (just enter $0 as the price).

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    Me: I think what people really want at the end of the day is just somebody who cares.
    Girl at the bar: I'd agree. But why is that so hard to find?
    Me: Maybe because no one knows how to care about someone else. Most of us haven't even figured out how to care for ourselves yet.
    Girl at the bar: ...I'm going to give you my number.
    Me: Why?
    Girl at the bar: Because you might not know how to care. But at least you're trying.

    Tonight’s song was inspired by Ria at rustlerustle. She shared a poem she wrote with me—about being skeptical of a love—with the recurring line: “What did I do to deserve this?” I wanted to use this line in a song, but I also wanted to know why others feel like they don’t deserve love. So I asked, and many of you answered beautifully (if sadly). Thank you, thank you. I used most of your responses in the lyrics to this song. All the verses contain hyperlinks to the blogger who submitted the idea. Followers, check out their blogs as you listen to my song and maybe message them and let them know you still think they deserve love. Please? For me? Free downloads of this song are here. Much love. — KC

         To Deserve You

    I have a history of being intense.
    I’m a disappointment to all my friends.
    I don’t filter my mouth when I speak.
    So how could you want me?

    What did I do to deserve this?
    What did I do to deserve you?

    I’m too simple—in a complicated way.
    I’m haunted by my past mistakes.
    I love too much and too many at once.
    So how could you be the one?

    I wish I was someone else.
    I like to hide in my shell.
    I play too much when things get real.
    So what is this that I feel?

    I’m writing a song about feeling like I’m not deserving of love. I’m brutally honest and arrogant, and it makes me hard to be with. I’d like to put other people’s reasons in the lyrics, too. So, why do you feel like you don’t deserve love?

    I just wrote a song using Neil Gaiman’s “Dark Sonnet” for the lyrics. Put on your headphones, hit play, close your eyes. Free downloads here. — Kavalier

    I’ve been thinking lately that we should be more brash and brave in our search for love. Most of us act super cautious—like anything too crazy will scare potential lovers away. But most of us are lonely anyway, so why not try the other tactic? Successful business people and politicians are loud and competitive and greedy. We should be like this in our quest for love. We should demand it of the universe and stop waiting for it to fall in our laps.

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