MELODY'S Point of View
I sat down on a bench in the park. It was early October, I kicked passed the amber leaves, it helped me clear my head and hopefully write down some lyrics.
I needed a song before Friday.
Everyone else seemed to just sing someone else's but my true strengths are from the songs I write.
I find it very hard to perfectly hit the notes of someone else's song.
"It's already Wednesday, think Mel think!"
Seth must be frustrated, I had hesitated to sit at lunch with him earlier in the day, he just continued to smile at me, then kissed me and turned back towards Sage's table.
