Page 106 of Unspoken Words
Always wanting more
Only you
Arrived in my thoughts
Only to find you
When the tears start running down
I open up to you
When the tears start running down
I remember the fall
It don’t mean much at all
When the tears start running down
That’s where I wanna be
“So you’re sayingyou want to be where it hurts most, the place when the tears fall?”
“Yes.”
“Can I ask why?”
“I want to feel the pain, because it’s real. It means everything was real. Not a dream. Not a fantasy.”
I tapped my pen on my bottom lip and then circled the lyrics ‘It don’t mean much at all.’ “Okay. So why didn’t the fall mean much at all?”
“Because the fall was nothing compared to everything else.”
“Hm.” Clamping my teeth down on the plastic ink tube, I released the pen from my mouth and scribbled an asterisk. “Okaaay. I get it, but … if you want more light in this song, we need it to climb after the fall.”
“That’s the thing.” Connor laid his guitar across his lap. “I don’t necessarily want to add more light to this one.”
“But you said you didn’t want it to be all about the pain?”
“I don’t want it to be all aboutpainpain.”
I glanced up over the rim of my reading glasses at him. “Painpain?”
“Yeah. Not all pain is bad, right?”
“I guess not,” I said, placing down my notebook.
I raised my arms and stretched, bouncing them a little behind my head. We’d been in the studio all day, working on the fourth song on the album, and I was starting to ache all over.
Connor’s eyes dropped to my chest and held there, so I looked down, too, finding that the seams between my shirt buttons had popped open, exposing my bra.
I decided to leave them that way to torture him. Probably not my smartest move but whatever. “So you’re saying you want the song to depict that pain has a purpose other than to hurt?”
“Yes. Sort of.” He swallowed heavily and picked up his guitar again. “Some pain is positive because it teaches a lesson.”
His lean, strong fingers caressed the strings, sounding a slightly modified, more upbeat tune than the one he’d played moments before. Such a small change with a dramatic effect. He was brilliant, both in mind and talent, and it excited me knowing the calibre of music we were going to produce.
“Yes. Good. Okay, I can work with that.”
