An old man's deathMore Like This
Wearily he sits in his usual chair. Maybe no one will notice how tired he is and how much it hurts. His oldest granddaughter knocks on the door and opens the door.
"Hi grandpa. How are you today?" She gives him a hug and sits the plate of cookies in front of him. Her fiancé steps in behind her with a gallon of fresh cow's milk. He hadn't had that since he was a boy. Yum!
He smiles. "When are you getting married??"
She pauses. A different reaction that usual. Usually she says, "Not sure yet. We'll let you know."
"October the eighth."
For a split second he thought there was hope after all. October wasn't too far away. He could make it until then. That would only be a month after the six month mark the doctors gave him back in March. Then she adds .
He didn't know what to say. He'd never make it that long. He knew he couldn't. For a moment, she caught the distress in his eyes, but he looks away quickly back at the cookies and milk. "Thanks for the cookies." H
TGP-SavedI still couldn't believe Cameron was gone. Or that he'd saved me. He was my best mate and all, but I was still stunned that he'd basically given me his shot at winning the show.More Like This
And while I'd still gone to him for everything, recently it'd become a bit awkward. And I couldn't pinpoint why.
All I knew was that I missed him. A lot. Everyone else did, too, but Hannah and Samuel had actually tried to comfort me and had been especially careful in mentioning his name around me. What, did they think I'd freak out and slap them, or something? I might've missed him, but I wasn't that crazy.
I just couldn't figure out why I needed the comfort. At least, more than I thought I did.
"Cut!" Erik said, bringing me back to reality.
We were on the shoot for "The Only Exception", but I couldn't keep my mind on it. Even our supposed love pentagon was escaping my thoughts.
But just now he'd finished shooting with Hannah. She noticed me looking at her and smiled warmly.
I waved a
L'EtoileNo, that's not a twinkle in my eye,More Like This
It's your own reflection
looking back at you,
a microscopic dustmote
Just the smallest glint
of the way I see you.
Vous est mon étoile filante
Je vous ai enterré sous mes espoirs
mais votre lumière a été éteinte
il m'a blessé pour vous regarder
et voir ce que j'avais fait
Alors un par un j'ai enlevé mes souhaits
et de nouveau vous avez brillé
Your floating so high now no one can reach you
But we, down here on earth; can still see you
and wonder what you are and how you got so far
Even at this distance you're beautiful
Like a long forgotten dream of summer's light
your spark continues to blaze for all too see
if they only know where to look
Je me suis rien q'un voyageur dans l'obscurité
perdu et froid, mais je n'as pas peur
car que vous allume le ciel du soir
Il me fais plaisir de te voir
et de savoir que vous fais se que vous dois
ce que vous aime faire
Even though my tattered wing