Katherine's POV
God!... I should be sleeping now...I'm starting to have a headache plotting in my mind the scenery of me with Paul.. my co employee from Technical Support and I am from Customer Service Support from one of the famous fashion brand. My mind is willingly devoted in painting his face in my memory.
I sigh heavily. It's already 2pm and my shift will start around 8pm and by 6pm I need to wake up to prepare myself, my dinner and to travel for almost an hour to reach downtown.
Trying to at ease my mind I grabbed my cellphone and earphone to listen to some music. They says.. "Sometimes music is the only medicine the heart and soul need".
Closing my eyes as the music plays on Best of you - Boyce Avenue Version
I've got another confession to make
I'm your fool
Everyone's got their chains to break
Holdin' you
Were you born to resist, or be abused?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn't have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I'll break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can't choose
I swear I'll never give in
I'll refuse
Has someone taken your faith?
It's real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must confess
I've got another confession my friend
I'm no fool
I'm getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new
Has someone taken your faith?
It's real, this pain you feel
You trust, you must confess
Is someone getting the best
The best, the best, the best of you?
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I snapped at my though as obviously music is not helping at all. It feels like my soul is singing the song. I kept bumping my head in my pillow.. I've been so restless lately only thinking about Paul and how would I get to know him and him knowing me. Ugh!! .... this is nuts..I am hopeless Chesca is right..
My clock on the bedside is not helping at all.. as the ticking of the clock it adds pressure on me to get some sleep and to stop being stupid ..day dreaming about things impossible..
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In pieces - ADULT
JugendliteraturThe moment in your life when you are torn into pieces, confused and unable to decide whom to love, whom to choose and what to do. Katherine fall in love helplessly not only into two lovers but three lovers. What will happen if you happened to fall i...
