Hey. I got inspiration from a song, and thought I would write some :)
DISCLAIMER: Me no own SWAC
This is a song-fic to Daughters by John Mayer
I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
She walks down the hall, color twinkling in her eyes. The world stays black and white, and as she walks, the world lives.
But she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls are continually changed
She is happy at one point, and sad at another. She is hard to figure out. Something is wrong with her, something has happened, and I am going to fix it.
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hands
I walk to meet her at the steps of her house. A dress flowing gracefully around her, covering her every curve. She is beautiful in every way, and I am here to tell her.
"Will you merry me?"
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me
She is happy, but she still has a sad essence to her. She is emotionally scarred. I know now, that it's not me.
Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
We sat down on the couch, watching TV. She turned to me, conflicting emotions on her face.
"I have something to tell you."
"What is it?" I asked, scared of her news.
"M-m-my father-er-er abused-d-d me." She said sobbing. I embraced her in a hug.
"I don't-t think-k I can merry-y you-u." She said, still sobbing.
"Don't say that. I will always love you. Nothing can change that. You have to forgive your father for his mistakes, and let yourself live on."
Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now I'm left
Cleaning up the mess he made
I walked into the bathroom and saw a red substance on the floor. I turned to the tub and there she was, a knife in hand, sliding sadly across her skin. I pulled the knife away, kissing her with all of my might. I didn't care how much blood was staining my shirt, I only cared about her.
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without the warmth from
A woman's good, good heart
I was found on the floor, sobbing.
"Honey, what's wrong?" She asked, worry in her voice.
"You have been through so much, and I can't stand it. He hurt you so much! I want to erase what he did to you. He was a sick man that abused his beautiful daughter, a gift from God. He almost took your life, and I just can't imagine my life without you."
She pulled me into a hug, and kissed me. When she pulled away she spoke.
"If it wasn't for you, I would never have had a reason to live."
On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
"You may now kiss the bride"
I kissed her like no one was watching. I carried her down the isle, loving the warmth she gave my heart.
"I love you" She whispered.
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
"Baby, I have something to tell you." I waited for the paining new of another abusive relative.
"I'm Pregnant." I swept her up into my arms and kissed her passionately.
"I love you so much."
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
I was sitting outside her room, waiting for the news.
"You may go in now." The doctor said.
I walked in to see the love of my life holding the most beautiful baby in the world.
My Daughter.
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
In Memory Of Two Stars Close To Our Hearts.
Chad Dylan Cooper and Sonny Cooper
They died together with loving hearts.
Their souls will always live on.
I Will Always Love You.
Love,
Olivia Cooper
Your Daughter
You like? I personally love this story. I think it is very cute and somewhat depressing.
I want to know about you though. Review and tell me :)
Love,
Roni (Insert Last Name Here)
Your Writer
See what I did there :)