Status: still in the process of writing
Just A Song
What will you do when you forget everything...
“I need you here with me,” he whispered in my ear.
“No, you don’t. You have her. I’m just a song, remember?” I replied as I wiped the tears off my face. “You used me for cash.”
I walked away, leaving his angelic face behind, and headed home. The truth hurts so much. What’s worse is that he lied to me. He could have at least told me the purpose of all this but he didn’t. He lied. All those sweet stuff he told me before were all lies. I am nothing to him. I am not worth a thousand words or a zillion dollars. I am just a feather that isn’t, in any way, valuable.
At some point, he made me feel whole. He made me feel valuable. He made me feel like I have a place in this world. He made me feel like I deserve to live. All those good feelings are gone now. They have been replaced. The pain isn’t tolerable. It feels like my heart has been broken…literally. It is already broken. It has always been broken. He fixed it at some point but he crushed it again the moment I heard those words. It is not something I want to feel again. I’d rather be alone than feel this endless pain.
My name is Felona Powell and this is where my life ends.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the recognizable characters (from certain bands) but I do own those that are unrecognizable. The plot is mine.
“I need you here with me,” he whispered in my ear.
“No, you don’t. You have her. I’m just a song, remember?” I replied as I wiped the tears off my face. “You used me for cash.”
...and then you suddenly remember?
I walked away, leaving his angelic face behind, and headed home. The truth hurts so much. What’s worse is that he lied to me. He could have at least told me the purpose of all this but he didn’t. He lied. All those sweet stuff he told me before were all lies. I am nothing to him. I am not worth a thousand words or a zillion dollars. I am just a feather that isn’t, in any way, valuable.
At some point, he made me feel whole. He made me feel valuable. He made me feel like I have a place in this world. He made me feel like I deserve to live. All those good feelings are gone now. They have been replaced. The pain isn’t tolerable. It feels like my heart has been broken…literally. It is already broken. It has always been broken. He fixed it at some point but he crushed it again the moment I heard those words. It is not something I want to feel again. I’d rather be alone than feel this endless pain.
My name is Felona Powell and this is where my life ends.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the recognizable characters (from certain bands) but I do own those that are unrecognizable. The plot is mine.