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5:43am
The clock on the nightstand kept flashing the numbers in his face, reminding him of another sleepless night. Tommy looked around the room taking in his surroundings hoping that he was home, that the last few months had been a horrible nightmare. His hopes were shattered as he searched the room.
6:00am
The radio came
to life, signaling the waking hour. Tommy went to shut it off when he
heard the angelic voice coming through the speakers.
There's
me
Looking down at my shoes
The one smiling like the sun
That's
you
What were you thinking
What was the song inside your
head
There's us
Going on about a band
Working out how we
play our hand
I lay there dreaming
Later all alone in my
bed
Tommy listened as Jude poured her heart out.
If I
was stupid
Maybe careless
So were you
He already knew
the song, Kwest had sent him a tape with a small note: Call Jude.
He always had a directness about him.
Not everything is
supposed to come true
Some words are best unsaid
Some love is
not really love at all
I'll keep everything I shared with you
And
that's enough
There's us
He couldn't stop himself from
thinking that the song was about Jude and him, she did tell him that
he inspired her.
Freeze-frame
I'm not about to cry
It's
too late for us to change
Why try
Tommy shut off the radio,
he didn't want to hear the pain he had caused her. He looked at his
phone for the billionth time, willing himself to dial the number that
had been etched into his brain since the day he recieved it.
6:12am
He looked at the messages, there were so many, Sadie, Kwest, Darius had all contributed to his voicemail, he didn't have the heart to listen to the ones from Jude. If he did, he would probably take the next flight out to her, he had trouble enough staying, he was needed and that is what kept him there.
6:34am
107, the number of days he had been away from Jude. Also the number of letters addressed to Jude, stuffed into the box in the corner, you really couldn't call them letters they were just a sentence or two about why he left or how much he loved her. Of course he couldn't send them, they wouldn't even begin to help her understand. When he left he made a promise to himself, he wouldn't hurt Jude again, he was going to be as cold as possible in his goodbye so she would hate him. As he said his heartless goodbye to her, he tried to keep a stone-like face, fearing she might see his breaking heart.
6:41am
He looked over at the notepad on the table, he was down to his last few pages, what with the letters and his attempts at writting something to get rid of his feelings. He grabbed the pen off the nightstand and began to write. He had already torn off a couple pages, when he found a tune he like.
Another
summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I
wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm
He though about Jude, his apartment,
and the studio, mostly Jude.
Maybe surrounded by
A million
people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Babe I
miss you, you know
He got up and grabbed the bax from the
corner, looking over the first couple letters, he discarded the box
and looked back to the notepad.
And I've been keeping all the
letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
"I'm
fine baby, how are you?"
Well I would send them but I know that
it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you
deserve more than that
He remembered their last encounter, and
how cruel he had been to her with his last words. "I got a
flight to catch...bye."
Another aeroplane
Another
sunny place
I'm lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm,
I've got to go home
He remebered Jude yelling his name, and
banging on the car as he drove off.
Let me go home
'Cause
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
He
remebered looking in the rear-view mirror as she crumbled in the
middle of the street.
And I feel just like I'm living someone
else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
When
everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come
along with me
That this is not your dream
But you always
believed in me
He had hurt her so many times, and she always
came back, always believed in him.
Another winter day has
come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go
home
Let me go home
He couldn't get her face out of his
mind.
And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
Still
feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
He
looked at his phoned again, going straight to his voicemail, he
pressed a botton and heared her sweet voice drift into his ear.
Let
me go home
I've had my run
Baby, I'm done
I gotta go
home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I'll be home
tonight
I'm coming back home
7:01am
He dialed a new nuber into his phone.
"Hello Delta Airlines, how may I help you?"
"What time is the next flight to Toronto?"