ERIN
I was alone, back in my room. Waiting. I didn't even know what I was waiting for, exactly. But it was 01:30 am and I was still waiting for it.
Maybe a call from Jo.
I absolutely wanted to know how she was.
Is she alright ?
Is this guy kind with her ?
Thirty minutes passed. I didn't move.
After much consideration, I grabbed my phone.
"I hope you're okay", I texted Jo.
I knew it was bad. I knew she would think that I was playing with her again. But I didn't care.
I just wanted to have news from her.
After long minutes waiting, I took a joint and smoked a bit before I lay down in my bed.
Low, I started singing, while waiting :
"I got something to tell you
but don't know how l'ma say it"
This is one of the last songs I wrote. I had a note book in which I have written all my songs, before singing it on stage.
But I don't think I'm going to go live for this one.
"I guess that I could only say one thing
Girl, I been bad again Girl, I been bad again"
I don't want people to hear it.
"When I'm faded I forget
Forget what you mean to me
Hope you know what you mean to me"
I want her to hear it.
"The party's finished and I want you to know
I'm feelin' everything before I got up
I always want you when I'm coming down"
She never answered my text.
YOU ARE READING
Tears Of London
RomanceHe is problems. She is too. They are like tears, falling in the nonchalant streets of London. Where will this fall take them ?
