Written - 09/04/18
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UNION J- BEAUTIFUL LIFE
she sees the world through tv screens, all of her friends in magazines, but everyday she lives a broken dream, facing her own reality
blake pov
i met y/n at a meet and greet. we had spoken only briefly but she had told me a small portion of her life story.
she was strong and brave and she kept going, through the broken dreams and loneliness and i admired her greatly.
she wore braids in her hair, told me how she loved me, how i gave her strength.
she had my face as her lock screen and blushed as i saw it, quickly flicking to her camera to take a picture.
she winced when she saw it, thinking about how ugly she looked, and i wished she could see herself through my eyes, even if just in that moment, because she was stunning.
she had worked hard, studying constantly and applying to college, without a mother to guide her. her father tried his best, but was financially unable to give her the future she craved.
she got an academic scholarship but it was to a college miles away from her home. she couldn't afford travel costs or accommodation.
she was forced to give up her dream, and face reality, the world was unfair.
there's lots of make up on her face, to cover up an empty space
she didn't realise that she didn't need the make up, i knew that without it she was beautiful and that night i would write a song about her. about her insecurities and asking her to take her make up off
but there's a lot behind those big blue eyes, she just don't realise
as she talked it was obvious she was intelligent, she spoke properly and used intricate language. she looked so wistful at the idea of college and her eyes were big, wide with wonder and possibility and something she would never reach. but somehow she still felt she was unworthy. she didn't realise her looks, or her intelligence or her potential. potential to be anyone and do incredible things.
everybody has gone and lost their mind, it's just the days we live in most of the time
everyone around us was milling, pushing past and clearly jealous of y/n.
to me, it always seemed like fans were crazy, out of their minds. maybe in a good way, but sometimes not.
i thought about how everything was moving quickly and the days we lived in changed so fast, seasons slipping by like hours, always wishing for tomorrow to come.
i realised that these fans needed us, for them, we were an anchor, something to guide them when the world felt a bit overwhelming. a voice and a face to help, always there.
Get up out the dark,
i tried my best to lift her up, to bring her out of the dark. I wanted to give her everything I had. i wanted her to have my happiness.
Open up your eyes.
i wanted to open her eyes, make her realise just how beautiful life was. wanted her to make the most of what she had, even if life seemed cruel and unfair, she had to struggle on.
You'll discover there's a world outside.
She would, if she searched hard enough and opened her mind enough, find beauty in simple things.
i knew for a fact that she loved me, massively and i was an escape, but i wanted her to have more than that. she deserved more than than.
To fix a broken heart, you have to try
she was trying, i knew, to stay positive and be happy and find joy and also to keep her options open, not to give up on herself, her talents and her future.
Pick it up, pick it up
when she walked away from that meet and greet she promised to pick it all up. she believed by then, that she didn't need help, she could do it on her own. i assured her that even if she did need help, that was perfectly fine
there was nothing wrong with getting some help.
It's a beautiful life.
i remember telling her those words as she left.
"it's a beautiful life"
i am still not sure, to this day, if she heard me, but i know that wherever she is, she is making the most of her life. the life she was given and didn't ask for, the life she believed she couldn't change, but i knew that she could. she could do anything.
i still think about her, i wonder where she is, if she's lonely, if she ever lived out her dream. i never met her again, but i forced myself to believe that was because she was busy with college and not because she couldn't afford it.
i saw a light in her that day, a light that hundreds of people see in me every day. a light she spotted in me from miles away, a hope and a passion and a will to go far, she lit up my life and hopefully from then on, she lit up her own too.
Sorry if the ending is kinda rushed.
Anyone else miss Union J before George 'left' *cough* Josh *cough*
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