Hanya Aku Dan Gitarku Novels & Stories

“Now, leave.” “Clark, we have…” said Andrea. “I said, leave!” he said calmly but firmly. Andrea looked at him and was mad at him. She begged him to give her a chance for many years, but he would not because he was not ready yet. Andrea got out of the car and went directly home. He also swiftly drove the car and went back to their apartment. - Clark was to open the apartment’s main door when he heard someone singing. He frowned and searched for the voice. He knew it was very close to where he was. The song is familiar. Of course, it’s one of the famous songs from his favorite band, Parokya ni Edgar.

During the last few days,i found myself composing songs,i have a special desire for music and i always think it's related to my past . I cleared my throat and began; 🎶There is a feeling greater than love and that's what i feel for you. 🎶I wish to be with you with all my heart. 🎶I realised that as long as I'm by your side, 🎶Even my worst nightmare turns to my best. 🎶If only i can be by your side forever. 🎶.... I continued with my eyes closed and felt Mig's finger stroking my hair.

I whispered to myself. “Only mine.”

Not anyone. Only me.

"I don't give girls flowers! I'll give you good wood tho-" I flew away from his body like it was on fire as soon as the familiar ringtone filled the room.

he asks, I felt drowsy and my head rests on his torso. "It was the only thing I could think to make me safe." I breathe. "What else makes you safe ?" he asks. "My dad but he's dead." I said feeling a bit light headed. "He used to give me a box of my night stones when I felt alone I had those stones, but now I don't have them they were the only thing that made me feel safe." I said, I could barely open my eyes. "And you, I feel safe right next to you." I said, I couldn't keep up anymore my eyes went heavy and shut, I slept off.

I closed the door. Up in my bedroom I am again. Another thing about a person like me, music is usually one of our best and closest friends. Of course I own a guitar and I was good with it. The next sunrise will be my birthday and that is good bye to sweet sixteen. I should be happy, I guess. Well, the truth is, I’m not. Everyday that passes reminds that death lurks closer and it takes away my joy. I am with my guitar and I am playing a song I wrote for my dying body.

I smiled at her, she still have the confused eyes I started to strum the acoustic guitar "There are times When I just want to look at your face With the stars in the night There are times When I just want to feel your embrace In the cold of the night I just can't believe that you are mine now." The crowd started to sing with me but the eyes that I wanted to see the most are in tears now, tears of happiness.

I am here, I opened my eyes and I am here alone. I pulled out my mobile phone and played a song from Spotify, Somewhere Only We Know by Keane. I lay there on the floor motionless listening to the song as it fills my heart. Somewhere Only We Know By Keane I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete Oh simple thing, where have you gone? I'm getting old and I need something to rely on

I am saying and Aayu is looking at me with the whole world's love. "Why not? Do you have a guitar here ??" Iqra asked. "Of course I have. In the dressing room." I just say it. Aayu immediately runs there to bring it. Then she returns with that and gives me that. I kissed my love's left eye and said, "I love you, baby. And this is only for you." Then I start my song. This is only for my love. My World. My everything. ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪