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Lyrically yours
You need to be listening to music to do this challenge. I mean, I guess if you have music running through your head, maybe that counts? But my idea was to take a line from the song to which you are listening, and write using it as inspiration, then add another line if it catches your attention, until you feel you are done writing, or until the music ends (I hope the music never ends, but your piece will have to I suppose). Credit the song(s) and artist(s) in your comments and tag me so I don't miss it.
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Mara_C
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Too young.

″She told me that she loved me by the water fountain″

There she was, the girl I’ve always had a crush on since I’ve first met her. She stood in front of me, by the water fountain at the front of our High School. She murmured the words, standing so closely to me.

″She told me that she loved me and she didn’t love him″

She said this reassuringly after I asked about him. She gave me a smile, a small one, but a genuine one.

″And that was really lovely ’cause it was innocent″

I smiled back, saying nothing, which must’ve disappointed her as she stood with an expectant expression. Truth is, I didn’t know what to say, or do.

Are we girlfriend and boyfriend now? Do we hold hands? Do I say that I like her too, possibly love her?

Her smile died and she stepped back.

″But now she’s got a cup with something else in it″

Maybe her confession wasn’t as innocent as I thought. Maybe she was expecting us to become a thing right away. But I couldn’t, I felt like we were too young to be serious. I felt like we were at the age where you catch each other smiling across a room, where you tell your friends about something she did when you bumped into her in the hall. WHere you smille and blush, but leave it at that.

Deep down, I feel like she had different plans, different expectations.

″It’s getting kind of blurry at a quarter-past-ten″

It was prom night. Before school ended that day, I told her that I wanted to meet her at the Water fountain, the place where she confessed a few months ago.

I felt ready this time, I reviewed my feelings and came upon my senses to manage to tell her, to be there.

″And he was in a hurry to be touching her skin″

I remember seeing her dancing with Ryan, before I left the hall to go to the Water fountain, where I’d wait patiently for her to come.

I remember seeing him close to her as they danced to slow music.

″She’s feeling kind of dirty when she’s dancing with him″

She had a different expression as she danced with him,

she wasn’t relatively happy-looking, but she still stayed with him.

She seemed almost guilty and sad.

Yet she faked a smile when Ryan said something to her.

″ Forgetting what she told me by the water fountain ″

She responded to what he said with a kiss, a quick one, but still a kiss.

He held her a bit tighter, a bit closer after it.

″I should’ve built a home with a fountain for us

The moment that she told me that she was in love, too young

I was too young″

It’s as if she didn’t say anything to me.

As if she didn’t stand in front of me, smiling, waiting.

Waiting...

Maybe if I hadn’t hesitated.

If I hadn’t waited for so long to say something...

I should have shown her my love when she confessed, make it official, remind her that I, too, loved her, liked her.

But I was too young,

Or so I thought.

It was innocent...

Or so I wanted myself to believe

As I stand by a water fountain, without her.

All alone.

10.6.2020

Song: ‘Water Fountain’, by Alec Benjamin :D

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