Author: Irini PM
It's a short song, a little song about loneliness, written by a teenage boy who knows nothing about real loneliness. A song, that would lead him on, to maybe better things.Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Len K. - Words: 444 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-28-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7330712
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A/N: Irini here! Sorry for not updating lately, I've been caught up in things. (Mostly fandubbing but... THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT). Okay so, this is my update in a very long time! Bringing you more emo stuff orz. I like sad stories though, ahahaha ;;
After all this time, you'd think I'd get used to being alone.
With everybody gone—my parents on their business trip, my friends on that school trip I wasn't allowed to go on, and my girlfriend Rin off with her family on a vacation—it wouldn't be surprising if I just died and rotted away without anyone knowing.
Why am I even thinking about this? I sighed.
I was sitting on my window ledge gazing out at the setting sun, thinking about the loneliness that surrounds me. Yeah, Rin might just laugh at how poetic I sound now. Pfft. I laughed out loud to myself at the thought of Rin teasing me.
Sigh, I really am lonely.
I stood up picked up the few sheets of manuscript papers that were stacked up neatly on my desk. What had come over me when I wrote this song, I wonder? It's a short song, a little song about loneliness, written by a teenage boy who knows nothing about real loneliness.
I started to hum it.
This nameless song, with no lyrics, and nobody to listen, gently fills my heart. It makes me a little less lonely. Just a little.
What am I doing! I groaned and mussed up my hair in agitation. I must be going crazy. Loneliness really affects people, doesn't it? But I can't do anything about it…
I gazed around my room again. It makes me a little sadder to see that my room is devoid of any other life, aside from me. I should've gotten that dog. I sighed again.
I turned to look out the window again. The sky had darkened, and the cityscape at night is almost as lonely as how I feel now. Of course, who would want to be out alone on the dark streets with their family and friends waiting for them at home? Certainly not me.
The silence in my room strikes me again. I struggled for a way to break it, and gazed at the sheet music at my hand. And so, I resumed humming.
This nameless song, my own personal song, not for the ears of another person, softly fills the room and breaks the silence.
It's a song; that gently wills me to live on, through this loneliness, into tomorrow.
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