I know it is short. But I still can't decide if I want to make it a story. So let me know if you want me to make a story out of it or not!
It was three weeks later and nothing had changed. I still loved Joe, and I still miss him like crazy. I just didn't know what to do with myself. At first I locked myself up in my room and didn't come out, but eventually my friends pulled me out. Saying it wasn't healthy for being in a room for so long with no outside contact. Thank god its summer or I would have gone crazy. So, today, on the orders of my best friend, I am spending my day lying on the beach. I brought my little radio with me so that I could listen to my favorite radio station.
I set my towel down and set up my little radio. I lie down, put my sunglasses on and prepare to relax and get tan. I was not ready for what was about to happen. I was innocently listening to my radio when they came back from a break.
"And we're back!" The man inside my radio said, "And we are here with Joe from the Jonas Brothers!"
My heart dropped as I turned my head to look at the radio, very much considering the idea to change the station. But for some reason I didn't do it. I just listened.
"Yea, thanks for having me." Joe replied.
I hadn't heard Joe's voice in three weeks; I had done a very good job of avoiding it. But now it sounded different. It sounded very sad, and hollow.
"So I hear that you have something to say, and that you're going to be playing a song for us." The guy said again.
"Yea. So about a month ago, I lost someone very special to me. And I know that this is her favorite radio station, so I'm hoping that she's listening to this and will understand what I'm trying to say. Because I'm not very good at explaining it…. To anyone. The song I'm going to play is called home, and this goes out to Mack." Joe replied.
I was in shock. I was certainly not expecting it as he began to sing.
"Another summer
day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go
home
Mmmmmmmm
Maybe surrounded by
A million people
I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you,
you know
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
Another aerorplane
Another sunny place
I'm lucky
I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I've got to go home
Let
me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come
home
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
But this was not your dream
But you always believe in
me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even
Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And
I'm surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh,
let go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I've
had my run
Baby, I'm done
I gotta go home
Let me go
home
It will all right
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming
back home"
"Wow, Joe. That was quite a song!" The radio person said.
"Yea, it means a great deal to me. And I'm also here to announce that I will be taking a break from the tour with my brothers. We all decided that it was time for a break. I have some things to straighten out in my life. So I'm going home." Joe replied.
My mouth dropped, he was coming back to Chicago, for me. What am I going to do?
