Broken Charms

The One That is To Blame

The moments we spent away,

Were the moments I regret

But you turned and left with my dreams

When I needed them the most

Now I’m here still waiting

With a chance you never wanted

But always deserved

Please give me dreams

To live for,

Not old ones new

New dreams to make my life

Worth living again.

But you’re away without

Your chance to be here.

The chance you always deserved

But I never gave.

Please give me music

To dance along

Not sad but happy

Happy music to make my heart

Beat again.

The momenst spent together

Were the moments I cherish

But I turned and left with your love

When you needed it the most

 Now all that remains

Is hot chocolate and heart pendants

Everything else is gone

Like broken charms

Like glances on a subway

Like Romeo and Juliet.

I sighed looking at my lyrics. I always wanted to write a poem about Harry and me. I wanted to change it into a song but I was still trying to get it right. I had been writing like crazy those weeks that Harry officially left the country for the tour along with the rest of my friends.  I missed my friends like crazy. During the days they stayed in London I got to spent a lot of time together with them and it helped me a lot since I now was ready to admit at least to myself what I wanted to do with my life. I could see it when I handed out with my friends from the Academy that I was no longer the girl with a dream of being a choreographer. I had no idea which kind of girl was I but I knew for sure I wasn’t that particular one. Everyone kept talking about rehearsals, shows and routines and since I wouldn’t be able to do half of the things they were talking about, I realized something was wrong with me.

I had no idea what I was going to do with my life but I knew it wasn’t dancing and that was a start. The problem is how I could tell my friends and my family my thoughts. The only person I had managed to voice my thoughts was Mrs. Jones because I knew that she would give me the best advice.

“It’s alright to feel that way Astrid after what happened to you. You’ve just outgrown your childhood dreams, that’s all. But don’t make any rushed decisions you are going to regret.  Think first before you act.” She had told me and she was right. I had to think this through before I decided what I was going to do.

That was why I was here in Edinburgh. I had come to visit my only friend who was in this continent, John. He was doing some shows here in the local theatre and he had invited me to visit him while he was here. A break from everything, he had said and I had listened to him.