Our connections were woven
Bounded together
But drifting apart
I smile and laugh as he holds me in his arms
He tells me I’m beautiful
And with him I feel strong
I never doubt him
Yet there you linger
Bounded one night
Our connections were woven
Bounded together
But drifting apart
Who are they and what do they know
Meant to love many
While my head says no
My heart is full, yet I never felt so alone
Bounded together but drifting apart
Bounded together but drifting apart
I knew the melody was hauntingly beautiful. It was the perfect melody for my heart. Seriously, one relationship was hard for many people and I was supposed to foster six.
“That was fantastic!” Ben said as he came out of one of the rooms. “Have you been working on a new song?”
I ducked my head. “You can say that.”
“Well, sugar,” Ed said. “I definitely got my shot and the camera definitely loves you. Can you change into your second outfit for me? Time for some shots with the boys.”
I looked up at my guys and gave them a faint smile as I passed under them. I couldn’t believe how much I cared for them in such a brief time. They were each uniquely special and made me feel and be a different person. A better person.
I went into Jemmy’s room and put on the next outfit. It was a white dress that fit me like a second skin. The neckline was a mock turtleneck and the sleeves were long. I had to wear a pair of spanks underneath it, because the hemline fell high on my thighs. If I bent or moved a certain way I knew my butt would come falling out. I slipped on a pair of grey boots that came up past my knees.
I went out into the room where the band was waiting for me by the side fire escape. It was chilly out and I didn’t like the idea of being in this miniscule outfit outside.
Ben whistled at me as I made my way towards them. “Hey girl, why don’t you ever wear something like that for us when we perform?”
“Do you like your legs?” Remy growled. Everyone laughed but I really didn’t think he was joking.
I went over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “Don’t be grumpy,” I murmured, smiling sweetly at him, hoping to calm him down.
He dropped a kiss on the top of my head. “I don’t think I like whoever dressed you,” he mumbled near my ear, squeezing me briefly.
I laughed and swatted him playfully. “I don’t either,” I said as I walked over to the fire escape.