The next part of my Carter Rose series is about the crumbling of her relationship. It is over now, and she is left to deal with it. I enjoy writing as another character because it serves as an escape from real life. Taking the role of someone else is a nice change. I understand why authors do what they do. This song is different than most of the songs I write because f the rhyme scheme. I’m not really sure what you would call it, and I don’t think I care. It has been interesting writing in different styles. Today’s post is entitled “Boom”
Your brother came up to me
Said you thought I was pretty
I never looked at it that way
But because of you, that changed
My point of view became clearer
I saw through that marbled cloud
Threatening me to fall on everything
And ruin life where I knew us as “we”
Then the cloud smothered me
You walked away
when the sky began to change
It was raining, it was a Wednesday
Middle of the week, middle of my heart
Broke it apart
Told me maybe things aren’t perfect
And you don’t think it is worth it
Sticking together, well this tape is not adhesive
Picture ripped, just like my life did
I don’t care
There one minute, then its not
Like a ghost when you walk in the room
Like a comic book, this whole thing went “Boom”
I thought you would come into my house
And this whole thing could be worked out
But I messed it up when I threw the plate
You looked at me, but it wasn’t the same
Everything is different
I am alone like a broken toy
While you’ve already been on three dates
I can’t make it another day
But you moved on and made it look easy
You walked away
when the sky began to change
It was raining, it was a Wednesday
Middle of the week, middle of my heart
Broke it apart
Told me maybe things aren’t perfect
And you don’t think it is worth it
Sticking together, well this tape is not adhesive
Picture ripped, just like my life did
I don’t care
There one minute, then it’s not
Like a ghost when you walk in the room
Like a comic book, this whole thing went “Boom”
I was sitting in a taxi
Talking to the person driving
Told them what I was going through
They said they knew you
Told me about how you were doing
Said things were not fine
You missed me, but it wasn’t
Enough to get you coming back
to me
You walked away
when the sky began to change
It was raining, it was a Wednesday
Middle of the week, middle of my heart
Broke it apart
Told me maybe things aren’t perfect
And you don’t think it is worth it
Sticking together, well this tape is not adhesive
Picture ripped, just like my life did
I don’t care
There one minute, then its not
Like a ghost when you walk in the room
Like a comic book, this whole thing went “Boom”