I woke up the next morning. Elijah has left me my favourite flowers down on the table, some peonies. I've always loved peony, they're very pretty. But now I'm back in my workplace, writing speeches in my head. Sometimes I just wish to be like a simple melody. A simple sound, like a harmony. To be away from all and to be one of everything. I wanna be just like the sea, just swaying in the water, so to be away.
The baroness's assistant is really strict when it comes to making clothings. I hate working. Sometimes I think to my self, "Do I really wanna work or do I just need one simple kiss?", I tried my hardest for I'd never learned. God's very simple and love shouldn't burn.
Now I lay as I study a blank wall. Would he spare me a voice if I were to call? And I'm sure that he has seen what this love has done to my heart and it's kept me from falling apart. Though, I've held onto this feeling, I can't carry it much longer. So I give it up to you and I hope that's okay. There's nothing I could do, not much I could change anyways.
Working is the problem, and I've been trying to solve us. Someone needs to set me free. Elijah, save your love, and take mine from me. You don't have to be a part time, Elijah. You said you love me, I believe you do.
And my dreams, it maybe a few years, but you can bet it's there, waiting still for me to be left alone in a room, full of the things that I've done. I know noone would save me but I just need someone nearby, to hear every words I speak out. I know I'm a coward but I just wants to feel alright.
And when you go, take this heart. I'll have no more use of it when there is no more you.
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RomantiekA fashion story of Estelle, a girl who long-lived her life as a jobless girl with no more intentions of living, met a boy, Elijah. She has awaited years for this moment, finally, a partner one of whom she wished to adore and be adored by. Elijah ope...
