Hi everyone, what's up? Well, since this is my first time writing anything in English and then posting it, I please ask for some consideration, I'm not very good at writing, you know, but when this idea came to my mind, well, I couldn't let it escape. So, let's go to it!
Important: this song-like it's made by me, so I don't know if it's good or bad, please review and tell me if you like it! =)
DISCLAIMER: nothing belongs to me except this story and this little song...
Breathing
"What are you doing here?" I asked him entering the room. "Weren't you going to hunt?
"Yeah, but then I remembered what you told me about your little composition. I have found it here." He told me.
Well, I had been trying to hide it from him, but, you know, as well as having near a psychic and being him a mind reader, it's nearly impossible to hide it from them. It began some years ago...
Flash back
I entered my house keeping the keys firmly locked in my hand. There was no sound, so Charlie was surely fishing or in La Push with Billy, great. I had just finished a Biology exam and I was going to the Cullen's mansion, so I quickly change my clothes and waited patiently the bell to ring.
While I was waiting, I remembered that tiny piece of paper I wrote in a few nights ago. A song. I composed a song.
I went upstairs and took my new guitar –another of his stupid gifts, since he knew it had been my passion for a long time- and look for the paper in which I wrote the song.
Finally, after remember I had hidden it under my bed, I took it and I began to play...
It's too hard to say goodbye to something you have lived in...
It's too late for forgiving those crazy moments we shared each time...
Sometimes I feel that this decision in too hard,
'Cause I still remember when you tore me apart...
Breathing, living,
What causes my heart to fly?
I cannot deny what happened that last time,
When you made me feel like I was really going to die...
So please, remember,
The way of coming back...
The way you told me why...
I wish I could feel you for one last time,
And hear those words that made me feel alright...
Seems that you have already forgotten everything 'bout me
Bt, always, try to remember, the way you made me feel...
Breathing, living,
What causes my heart to fly?
I cannot deny what happened that last time,
When you made me feel like I was really going to die...
So please, remember,
The way of coming back...
But he time has come, no more see all dark, no more
Lies to me, no more ways to see...I'll try to do it better
I'll try to not forget how to breathe...
Alone and lonely
Emotionless without feeling...
Stay away, get from me now
I don't know if I trust you anymore
No more betraying or dying inside, I'll return to a homeless night...
Breathing, living,
What causes my heart to fly?
I cannot deny what happened that last time,
When you made me feel like I was really going to die...
So please, remember,
The way of coming back...
The way of coming back...
Flash back end
The way of coming back...
I was trying my best not to cry at this moment... how did I write something like this?
"Bella, what happened? Care to tell me?" his words made me remember he was already at home.
"It's nothing, just some memories that came to my mind, nothing more."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
He then approached me and held me tightly, a way of telling me that nothing else mattered except him, except me, except us... there was no pain anymore...
And that was it! Did you like it? Yes? No? well, tell me, I'm really hoping this drabble was ok...
Comment!!
Thanks for reading...
Tamara