Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Always You.


Leona, where are you?
Leona is asking herself.

Leona sits alone in her car, smoking.
She puts her headphone on and turns on her iPod.
A sweet song from Alesana called 'The Third Temptation of Paris'.
She keeps looking to the sky full of stars in silence.

She hears a heavy sound from above.
An airplane, flying above her.
She watches it disappear.
She realizes something, she lost everything.

She's rushing out from her car, leaving her iPod on.
She looks around and kicks her car in madness.
The sky is watching her, the wind is trying to stop her.
But she's mad, so mad, the world disappoints her.

And she stops.
She cries.
She walks into her car.
She sits down, calming herself up and starts smoking.

I hate that thing, airplanes.
They took away my everything.
They reminds me and rewinds my stories.
They fly with it, they are all gone.

Leona turns her engine on.
She shows her middle finger to the sky.
She's going home,
Alone.

"If it wasn't you, I wouldn't be this way"

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