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*Kyoya POV*
I walked into (names) house. we had been "going out" for awhile, but we had a fight just the day before. I always came over on Saturdays. As i walked though the house I heard her playing her guitar. A familiar riff played and soon I heard her voice.
I walked into (names) house. we had been "going out" for awhile, but we had a fight just the day before. I always came over on Saturdays. As i walked though the house I heard her playing her guitar. A familiar riff played and soon I heard her voice.
"I've heard there was a secret chord,
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this,
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift.
The baffled king composing Hallelujah"
her voice was heavenly. I remembered the first day she walked into the host club her instrument on her back. After that day she came to play for the club every day. She didn't want money so it was financially fantastic. As days past I started to fall in love. I asked her out and we'd been together since then.
"Your faith was strong but you needed proof, You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you, She tied you to a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair, And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Her maids nodded to me as i made way to her music room. she didn't normally play songs so sad. Was this because of the fight?
I knew she was upset, but i wasn't aware it would be this bad.
"Baby, I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor (you know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah"
I walked in as she continued to sing. Her cheeks were covered in tears. I stood in the door way watching her sing, resisting the urge to kiss her.
"There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do ya?
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah"
Her voice began to waiver as the tears began again.
"Maybe there's a God above But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah"
She stopped playing and she sobbed. It was all my fault. I went over to hold her, she was shocked to see me.
"You're here. I thought the Host club was more important than my silly songs." I winced as she threw my words back at me.
"I never meant what I said. I was stupid, I was blind. You will always be more important."
"Really?"
"Really." I said as I kissed her softly on the lips.
Hallelujah.
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Wow I'm posting things like crazy today.
I own nothing but the plot
the song is Hallelujah Leonard Cohen but I was listening to Peter Hollens version www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VdwDi…;
I own nothing but the plot
the song is Hallelujah Leonard Cohen but I was listening to Peter Hollens version www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VdwDi…;
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