The Broken US

The smiles of the yesterday, the glee of the today

How do I say goodbye
To someone who's been with me for my whole damn life?
You gave me my name and the color of your eyes
I see your face when I look at mine
So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye?

When I couldn't, you always saw the best in me
Right or wrong, you were always on my side
But I'm scared of what life without you's like
And I saw the way she looked into your eyes
And I promise if you go, I will make sure she's alright

So how do I say goodbye
To someone who's been with me for my whole damn life?
You gave me my name and the color of your eyes
I see your face when I look at mine
So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye?

And there's no way you could ever let me down
Gonna steal some time and start again
You'll always be my closest friend
And someday we are gonna make it out
Just hold the light, just hold the light

So how do I say goodbye
To someone who's been with me for my whole damn life?
You gave me my name and the color of your eyes
I see your face when I look at mine
So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye?
So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye

"That was well um." She didn't have words, words to describe the feelings the song evoked in her, the way Noah sang it just made it all more intense. The affliction he was trapped in came off with the song which carried some amount of pain he had.

"Poignant?" Offered Jenna, the secretary of the club. One could easily see how neurotic Noah actually was, Jenna wanted to comfort the poor boy. What he sang was enthralling. That's the only term she could think of.

"It's fine Des. I'll enroll myself in the cooking club if they still are accepting applications." He said as he bit his lip in vexation.

" No. It's not that. I loved it Noah. Every bit of it." Destiny meant it. Music was a part of Noah. It's the language he prefers to speak in. She could see it patently.

"What do you think Luca?" What did he think.

Lucas was the president of the music club, what he thought was of utmost importance. Would he let him in? Considering all Noah had ever given him was lies and lies. Moreover he wanted to know how he felt about the song. How Lucas felt about the song.

"Since Jenna and Des agree , my opinion would be of little importance even if I give one. Just let him in. Doesn't bother me." Doesn't bother him. How Noah wish it did. Was everything he said back that day on the cliff meant nothing, that would be a relief, right? Then why his words were tearing him apart.

The cold look he had in his eyes didn't stop Noah from admiring those enchanting blue orbs of his which were as hypnotic as ever. He was a stranger to him now but could he ever be just a stranger? The stranger he once knew.

"I'll be off now. Getting late for the class." And he was gone.

"He can be a bit hard on the newbies. Don't worry about him." Said Jenna as she gave him a small pat on the back. "Well I gotta go too, I have to get to the class."

"It's fine Jenna. His opinion doesn't bother me either." Lies. Lies. And lies.

"That's the spirit my man. Alright Lia wanted us all to hangout for a bit. Wanna come." Her gaze flickered between Noah and Jenna.

"I'm so sorry Des. I just got a new job after school. I can't." Jenna said as she gave them one last smile and hurried out of music room.

"Pretty please, Noah." He didn't have anything better to do ,did he?