its kinda short... but here goes!
It was cold, as I sat down on the beach. The sand beneath me shifted underneath my toes. I closed my eyes and listened, trying to see if another song would come through my fingers and start playing itself on the guitar I held. I opened my eyes and looked up at the starlit sky, wondering if she was looking at the same stars that I was, but at the same time knowing that we would never be together.
I loved her with all that I was.
However my existence meant nothing to her. I was just like every other boy out there: ignorant, stupid and jealous. She told me I would never understand how much they meant to her. I only hated them because they took her away from me.
Before the Jonas Brothers, she loved me. I was her Romeo and she was my Juliet. Nothing could keep us apart. I learned guitar for her because there was no other way that I could express how I felt for her but through song. And she loved it, every single second of it. But now, because of them, she’s gone.
I don’t understand it. Why three boys from Jersey have stolen the hearts of millions of girls across the world. And how many guys like me, have to live to suffer it. Aren’t I as worthy as they are? Or is it because I don’t have the good looks, the charm, the style, or the talent that I’m not recognized? They were just stupid, ignorant and jealous boys just like me once, weren’t they? Or are they not human any longer and have reached the status of God?
I’ve tried but I can’t. I just can’t listen to their music. As much as I try to, it reminds me too much of the pain, too much of her. Why she decided to leave town, and her friends and family along with it, to follow them, I have no clue. But it’s now that I’ve realized how selfish I’ve become.
Before the Jonas Brothers, I would have gladly given my life up for her to be happy. I guess you could say that they have changed me too. In a worse or better way, that’s for you to decide. But today, I’m not the same person as I was a year ago. None of us are.
I thought that sitting at our favorite place would bring back memories before the Jonas Brothers came into our lives but it didn’t. I thought that being here, with just me and my guitar, would help me understand why I’m still trying to hold on, why I want to go to California and bring her back.
But I don’t understand why. I don’t know why everything in the world means nothing to me without her. All I know is that I love her. And tonight, I’m gonna fly.
