~~~~Delilah's POV~~~~
I opened my bedroom door and headed down the large staircase.
I was in the mood for some exploring.
I opened a door, to a totally different room
I peeked my head in.
The room was already personalized with posters of One Direction, Justin Beiber, Channing Tatum and Josh Hutcherson. The side table had a picture of a very nice looking women, Steven, a boy and a little girl who looked around Mayve's age.
I went over to the side table and picked up the picture...
They looked really happy. Like a family.
Tears swelled up in my eyes ,but i quickly wiped them away. I don't like crying in front of people
I got up and left.
I headed to another room
The one next to the one is was just in
This room was filled with boy stuff
There was a drum set in the corner of the room and a guitar leaning against his side table.
I walked over to the guitar
Gently placing my fingers over the strings.
It's been so long since i played
My dad/steven used to teach me to play before he left.
I played everyday.
One day, Jeff got really mad and threw my guitar at the wall.
It broke into a million pieces.
Said i never had any real talent.
I picked up the guitar in my hands.
It felt so right, to have it in my hands
I started playing "Same Mistake by James Blunt"
Once i got the hand of it, i started singing along
~ Saw the world turning in my sheets and once again I cannot sleep.
Walk out the door and up the street; look at the stars beneath my feet.
Remember rights that I did wrong, so here I go. ~
I took a deep breath and continued singing.
~Hello, hello. There is no place I cannot go.
My mind is muddy but my heart is heavy. Does it show?
I lose the track that loses me, so here I go.~
~And so I sent some men to fight, and one came back at dead of night.
Said he'd seen my enemy. Said he looked just like me,
So I set out to cut myself and here I go.~
~I'm not calling for a second chance,
I'm screaming at the top of my voice.
Give me reason but don't give me choice.
'Cause I'll just make the same mistake again.~
I could feel myself getting more intense
~And maybe someday we will meet, and maybe talk and not just speak.
Don't buy the promises 'cause, there are no promises I keep.
And my reflection troubles me, so here I go.~
