With my songs.
Picking up my guitar, I started randomly playing cords, hoping to lose myself in some new melody to jot down. Something to help me put all the emotions I was feeling down on paper for someone else to use.
Guess I�m in the mood for already written music tonight.
Familiar cords merged into a familiar melody.
�Never thought my life would change in a day, never thought I could think of leaving my life this way, a world with many shadows, brightened by your smile, an imprint of my soul, the thought of you drives me wild, I want to breathe you in, consume your soul, carry you always, never let go, but I had to let go��
And more tears are streaming from my eyes.
Earlier �Stop Falling� couldn�t get out of my head. It�s all I could focus on when things became too much. I can�t fall for him.
Too bad I caught myself too late.
But I had to let go.
*
Forgoing the videogames, I crawled into bed.
The same bed we were fooling around in earlier. The same bed that her scent clings to. Her song playing on repeat.
I wish I could hear her singing it instead. I bet she has an amazing voice. She definitely knows how to write good songs.
And I knew it was about me.
I just don�t see how she expects me to listen to her. After everything, how much she�s changed my perspective on my own life and people in general, how in hell does she expect me to let go of her?
I don�t want to.
The words floating through my head as if a new mantra, I felt my eyes grow heavy, sleep overcoming my overwrought mind.
I�ll run into her again. There�s no way we can�t. We�re connected.
I love her.
It�s just� this time I�m a little scared about what happens if we don�t?
But that�s not an option.
Like hell I�ll let go.
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