Tough Chance, Kid

Unspoken

"I found God
On the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west
Was all but won
All alone
Smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?"
He said, "Ask anything."

Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
That never rang
And all I needed was a call
That never came
To the corner of First and Amistad

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me

In the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing her
The only one who's ever known
Who I am
Who I'm not, who I wanna be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me

Early morning
The city breaks
I've been callin'
For years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
You never send me no letters
You got some kind of nerve
Taking all I want

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Where were you? Where were you?
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
Why'd you have to wait?
To find me, to find me."
I put my guitar down and took a deep breath. "Sounds good Em." A now 15 year old Henry said and walked over. "Thanks." I said. "You still miss her?" He asked. "More and more everyday." I said. He sighed. "It's only been 2 days since you posted the Back To December video. Maybe she hasn't seen it yet." He said. I sighed. "She's seen it. She doesn't want to talk to me." I said. "How do you know." He spit. "Because I'm not stupid Henry." I shouted. He sighed. "Bye Emma. I'll see you later." He said. I nodded. It's almost 7:45 at night. It's May 7th. I sighed. It's Friday night. Cara's in Maine doing a photoshoot. Regina is basically ignoring me. I've started talking to Olivia again. But, I don't think it's going anywhere. I don't want it to. I miss Regina too much. I sighed and went inside. I sat down on the couch and turned on the tv.

A pair of hands wrapped around my mouth from behind and my eyes went wide. They stood me up and turned me around and my eyes stayed wide as I saw the person. She moved her hands to my shoulders and smiled a little. "Surprise." She whispered, seductively. Our lips crashed together and I picked her up. She wrapped her arms around my waist and I smiled into it. I put my hands on her ass and squeezed it. I carried her upstairs and laid her down on my bed and she smiled up at me. Clothes were quickly pulled off and thrown around the room. I trailed my lips from her mouth, down her jawline, then her neck and smirked as she released a moan. "Gah I missed you." I mumbled. She smiled. "I missed you too." She Said. I smiled. Then, everything started going black. My eyes ripped open and I was panting. It was just a dream. I sighed, seeing I was still on the couch. I heard the doorbell ring and I sighed before getting up. It's 9 o'clock. I was only asleep for a little over an hour. I went to the front door with my hands in the pocket of my sweatpants. I opened the door and I smiled a little, seeing Cara. "You're back." I said. She nodded and smiled. "Why'd you ring the bell?" I asked. "Too lazy to get my keys out." She said. I laughed as she came in. "So, I stopped in Storybrooke." She said. "Yeah?" I asked. She hummed her response. "Regina wasn't there. She was out of town." She said. I sighed and nodded. My phone buzzed and I looked at it, seeing a new article being written about me. I opened it and sighed. 'Have you listened to Emma Swan's new song Back To December yet? If you haven't, you're missing out! This ballad is slow and sweet. But at the same time tells of heartbreak. Is this song about, ex fiancé, Regina Mills? We think so! Seeing as they split paths in December. They're still our OTP. We hope they get back together, but it's been 5 months. We're losing hope!' I sighed and put my phone back in my pocket. They're losing hope? They're not the ones in the situation. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, finally earning the courage, and I dialed Regina's phone number. After a few rings, she picked up. "Hello?" "Hey.." "Emma.. Hey. I can't talk right now." "Just let me ask you one thing." "Okay.." I wracked my brain, trying to decide the question I wanted to ask most. "Are you ever coming back?" "I have to go. I'm sorry, Swan." And with that, she hung up. I threw my phone across the room, releasing a scream with it. It broke into pieces as it collided with the wall and my heart plummeted. Dammit! She's not coming back. What's the point of 'Emma Swan' if she's not going to be a part of your life? There is NO point to your life. You have nothing. You have no purpose.