Don’t Let Me Go

Now you were standing there right in front of me
I hold on it’s getting harder to breathe

When the pressures of media became to much for them, they always left. Yet he always seemed to believe that this one would be different; this one wouldn’t hut him; this one was special. What he didn’t see was that they were all the same. In it for the money; in it for the fame; in it for his looks. He never saw that though.

All of a sudden these lights are blinding me
I never noticed how bright they would be

Of course, no one would give him his space. Sleazy photographers harassed him about his altered relationship status.Fans would tweet, attacking the previous girl, making him feel even worse. He was supposed to be protecting her from all of this. Yet here he was, being mobbed by heartless scum, photographing his pain, capturing a moment of vulnerability and making it permanent.

I saw in the corner there is a photograph
No doubt in my mind it’s a picture of you
It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass

The departure was a dark time for him. Each time he was broken, he was always surrounded with memories of her: the pictures blended in with tour photos on his phone, the television shows she had saved on his DVR,  her fragrance haunting each room. In a fit of dejection, he tried to rid himself of those recollections. Ripped photos, broken items, and probably future regrets littered his once shared apartment.

This bed was never made for two

He was a cuddler. His tiny bed forced him and his partner to always be close as humanly possible. One was always on top of the other. No blanket could compare to the feel of body heat pressed to him. He resorted to thick blankets, multiple blankets, and heat powered blankets, but they were all weak in contrast.

I’ll keep my eyes wide open
I’ll keep my arms wide open 

He would wait, impatiently for that door to slam open and to have his girl come back to him. For him, all would be forgiven. He had lost sleep waiting for her return. A return that would never happen, a girl gone to never come back. His hopes still hung high though, hoping each knock was her arrival.

I promised one day that I’d bring you back a star
I caught one and it burned a hole in my hand oh 

He was always willing to go the extra step no matter what for each girl. Never did he worry about what it might take to get there, the only thing in his mind was her happiness. Looking back, maybe the price he had paid for her bliss wasn’t worth it. The airplane necklace that he had symbolized the beginning of his career was lost to him forever because of her.

Seems like these days I watch you from afar
Just trying to make you understand 

It was a small town, hard not to run into the same people more than once a day. No matter where he went, an eerie feeling obsessed his mind. The worst was when her presence would ghost through, walking along the streets by the coffee shop he was residing at, or she’d brush past him in the grocery store, her eyes focusing on the food instead of looking at the one she used to love.

I’ll keep my eyes wide open yeah
Don’t let me
Don’t let me
Don’t let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone 

He longs for her lips to caress his neck, her hands pulling him close until no space could pass between them. The two of them grasping, scratching, marking each other, claiming themselves.Whispering words that maybe she never meant, feelings she never felt. Her lying love had to be better than the desolation he had embodied.

Don’t let me
Don’t let me go
'Cause I'm tired of sleeping alone

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