These are my heart songs, They never feel wrong.
And when I wake, For goodness sake.
These are the songs, I keep singin'.
Rain was pouring down, beating steadily against the glass of the window like a make-shift metronome. It was midday, but the cover of black clouds overhead outside made it seem so much later. To accommodate for this Zoe had lit candles of various shapes and sizes on the table nearby giving off a soft glow about the room. After years of living by candles and lanterns with her Street Rat Family she found she enjoyed it more than the harsh burn of bulbs. She was perched in the corner with her guitar settled in her arms on the stool Jochin had gifted her when they moved in together. It had easily become one of her favorite spots in the room, second, of course, to laying in bed with Jochin himself.
Unfortunately, that wasn't possible right now. He had left almost an hour ago to meet up with Cavs so the pair could discuss the current status of Jochin's assignment in RhyDin. Normally on rainy days when Zoe felt there wouldn't be enough people on the streets to justify facing the storm she would do her best to coerce Jo into staying home with her, not that it took much convincing. But the meeting today was needed, she knew that. It was a simple sacrifice of a few hours to keep Cavs from banging on the door early in the morning doing his best impression of the oldest and most annoying alarm clock in RhyDin while trying to sweet talk some news out of Jo.
In the end this free time cooped up alone worked out. Zoe decided it was high time for her to add a few new songs to her arsenal and it was never a pretty process. She was self taught and learned new pieces by ear. There was probably a much easier way, but this was her method. She had on a large pair of headphones, the kind that you would see in a recording studio. Without a doubt they were the most expensive item she owned, not that she had paid for them. They were given to her for her birthday one year by the entire family. Thinking back now she wasn't sure she would ever want to know what was done to get them, but she wasn't in a hurry to give them up just to polish her halo a bit. They were way too nice to let go of. On the other hand, the CD player they were plugged into that sat on the ground by Zoe's feet had seen better days. It was old and bulky with a few scattered band stickers plastered across it. One of the few items she took with her when she had left her actual home.
She took a final drag off the cigarette that was burning between her lips and crushed the filter out into a nearby ashtray, the smoke exhaled a moment later through her nostrils. She set her hands in place, her thin body hunching over the guitar. Her big toe was used to press play on the CD player. It whirred to life loudly before the entire world was drowned out aside from the song streaming through her headphones.
I don't want this moment to ever end,
Where everything's nothing without you.
I'll wait here forever just to, to see you smile.
'Cause it's true, I am nothing without you.
Through it all, I made my mistakes.
I stumble and fall, but I mean these words.
I want you to know,
With everything I won't let this go,
These words are my heart and soul.
I'll hold on to this moment you know,
'Cause I'll bleed my heart out to show,
That I won't let go.
She had been strumming along clumsily, singing along with the words just barely above a whisper. She decided that was more than enough to try to learn for now, so once again with a press of her toe the song was restarted.
I don't want this moment to ever end,
Where everything's nothing without you.
I'll wait here forever just to, to see you smile.
'Cause it's true, I am nothing without you.
The song was set back to the beginning repeatedly. Each time she would pick up something new, get another note just right. It wasn't the best approach, but it was hers. Maybe someday she would actually learn to read sheet music. Maybe someday she would be able to pick songs up the first time around like the other musicians she idolized and placed on such high pedestals. Maybe someday, but not today.
Today she was simply killing time until Jochin was home again.
And when I wake, For goodness sake.
These are the songs, I keep singin'.
Rain was pouring down, beating steadily against the glass of the window like a make-shift metronome. It was midday, but the cover of black clouds overhead outside made it seem so much later. To accommodate for this Zoe had lit candles of various shapes and sizes on the table nearby giving off a soft glow about the room. After years of living by candles and lanterns with her Street Rat Family she found she enjoyed it more than the harsh burn of bulbs. She was perched in the corner with her guitar settled in her arms on the stool Jochin had gifted her when they moved in together. It had easily become one of her favorite spots in the room, second, of course, to laying in bed with Jochin himself.
Unfortunately, that wasn't possible right now. He had left almost an hour ago to meet up with Cavs so the pair could discuss the current status of Jochin's assignment in RhyDin. Normally on rainy days when Zoe felt there wouldn't be enough people on the streets to justify facing the storm she would do her best to coerce Jo into staying home with her, not that it took much convincing. But the meeting today was needed, she knew that. It was a simple sacrifice of a few hours to keep Cavs from banging on the door early in the morning doing his best impression of the oldest and most annoying alarm clock in RhyDin while trying to sweet talk some news out of Jo.
In the end this free time cooped up alone worked out. Zoe decided it was high time for her to add a few new songs to her arsenal and it was never a pretty process. She was self taught and learned new pieces by ear. There was probably a much easier way, but this was her method. She had on a large pair of headphones, the kind that you would see in a recording studio. Without a doubt they were the most expensive item she owned, not that she had paid for them. They were given to her for her birthday one year by the entire family. Thinking back now she wasn't sure she would ever want to know what was done to get them, but she wasn't in a hurry to give them up just to polish her halo a bit. They were way too nice to let go of. On the other hand, the CD player they were plugged into that sat on the ground by Zoe's feet had seen better days. It was old and bulky with a few scattered band stickers plastered across it. One of the few items she took with her when she had left her actual home.
She took a final drag off the cigarette that was burning between her lips and crushed the filter out into a nearby ashtray, the smoke exhaled a moment later through her nostrils. She set her hands in place, her thin body hunching over the guitar. Her big toe was used to press play on the CD player. It whirred to life loudly before the entire world was drowned out aside from the song streaming through her headphones.
I don't want this moment to ever end,
Where everything's nothing without you.
I'll wait here forever just to, to see you smile.
'Cause it's true, I am nothing without you.
Through it all, I made my mistakes.
I stumble and fall, but I mean these words.
I want you to know,
With everything I won't let this go,
These words are my heart and soul.
I'll hold on to this moment you know,
'Cause I'll bleed my heart out to show,
That I won't let go.
She had been strumming along clumsily, singing along with the words just barely above a whisper. She decided that was more than enough to try to learn for now, so once again with a press of her toe the song was restarted.
I don't want this moment to ever end,
Where everything's nothing without you.
I'll wait here forever just to, to see you smile.
'Cause it's true, I am nothing without you.
The song was set back to the beginning repeatedly. Each time she would pick up something new, get another note just right. It wasn't the best approach, but it was hers. Maybe someday she would actually learn to read sheet music. Maybe someday she would be able to pick songs up the first time around like the other musicians she idolized and placed on such high pedestals. Maybe someday, but not today.
Today she was simply killing time until Jochin was home again.