Her Guitar.
A smashed heart can bring out a something creative.
Her Guitar.
Love. The melody that was created, when heart strings were strung. Our hearts intertwined to the melodies of the love sounds that we created. Life is what you brought to the room when that smile lit up like a neon sign at showtime. Your musical vibe has captured me. I can’t help but vibe to the beat, as we move towards each other under the spot light. We met the middle and the beats of an 808 meshed with the beautiful sounds we created. A hit was born that had the room in a trance of love. Nothing could pierce the atmosphere of soul that our love created. Or so I thought... Now days the dance floor is empty, love the music that was played here is no more. Not a sound echoes from these broken heart stings. The love that once filled this room is just a hollow shell, a reminder that those days have come and gone. The pain of good memories, and a love song that was cut short is all that remains in these hollow halls. This house that was home to the music of love is all that stands. The artist in me that you chose to make that hit record with still remains hopeful for the future of our love tracks. One day she will come back to the stage and these old heart strings will play her a melody that she will keep coming back for more. Until then I’ll wait and mend these broken heart strings, Just so that I can play again when she returns to the stage. Curtains Closed.
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The Hidden truth June 26,2026 “It’s so hot out....” A man says. Other workers nod in agreement. - [ ] “No point in dragging out the yard work complaining. Let’s just get it done.” Another replies. “Always the hard worker aye Jon.” The man says . Jon looks up and laughs “If I’m not, who will feed my family? My mother counts on me to get her meds she is very sick. She’s counting on me.” Jon continues working. You deserve to take a break too Jon. You don’t want to work yourself to death. Take if from an old man like me.” He finishes. ”Thanks Rick.” He said smiling. Couple hours pass and the work day is over. Jon checks his watch “5:40pm. Hope mama is still awake and feeling ok. I have time to stop at the market and pick up a few things for dinner I’ll make her favorite since it the anniversary of her and my father. Whom I’ve never met haha” he laughed. He starts his car and waits a bit before pulling off. He hits shuffle on his rap playlist and the music begins to play. “Aye, this my shit!!” A rap begins to spin and Jon begins to rap the song word for word. Pulling up to the grocery store and parking Jon jumps out locks his car and proceeded inside. “Hey Jon it’s been a while.....! Haven’t seen you at the gym either.” Jon stops and the smile he had is gone. “Monica....” he grumbled. He turns around to face her. “What’s up.” He said nonchalantly “What’s you’re problem? You don’t return any of my calls, none of my text! Not even an email! Did I hurt you that much you don’t ever want to see me again?” She finished “That’s kinda the point of a break up.” He retorts. “Jon I love you!!!” “Did you tell that to Devan while you cheated on me with my so called best friend!!” Jon argues. “ I don’t know what I was thinking Jon. I’m sorry. I’ll do anything just name it! Please” she begged. “Just leave me alone, ok. Go have your life with Devan and leave me out of it!” “ Devan’s dead Jon!” She stopped him. “What? Since when?” “Last week. You would know if you didn’t work so much, and returned people’s call!” She said tearing up. “Shit...” He paused. “His mom wanted me to tell you. But this is the first time we have seen each other since....” she stopped. “Since I caught you two in our bed in my house!” He finished her thought. She silently looks up at him. “You were always working. And taking care of your mom. I get it she’s very ill and has a super rare disease (GBS), but what about me Jon?... I was always alone while you were out playing hero. I need attention too! I needed some of your precious time!” Why couldn’t you..” “What!!!” He interrupted. And let my mother die, so you can have some alone time with me!? I’m sorry I put my mother before you..... As a matter of fact I’m not sorry! You only get one mother and it’s selfish of you to try and pull some this as an excuse. Ohhh I was alone and you weren’t there. So I slept with your bestfriend! He mocked. “My mother is all the family I have since my father ran out on her, and left us with nothing! I wasn’t born we money like you and your family, I worked for everything I have and did it all on my own!!” He scolded. “Just leave me alone ok. It’s bad enough I can never see my boy again..... Please let his mother know I will attend his funeral... Thanks for telling me Mo.” “She wipes her tears and sniffles a bit. “No problem.” She said “I really am sorry Jon.” “Don’t worry about it.” He said turning around to proceed into the store.” Jon’s mind begins to race as he thinks about all that transpired with him and Devan. They had been friends since they were for and it all ended 4 years. Jon is now 30 physically fit, and great martial artist. He studied Boxing and Karate. Trained most of his life because he had a dream of going pro. He stopped training after his mother fell ill, and since he no longer spoke to Devan he had no one to push him to go back. Jon is very skilled and could have easily gone pro with Devan not too far behind. Shortly after the falling out Devan became an officer and was doing great. Shortly made Lt. and Detective after 2 years. Cracking a huge case that connected officers, cia agents, politicians and even a big name medical company tied a drug cartel know as “Silence”
By Darnell Davis 5 years ago in Criminal
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