Warped Tour '13 BVB & SWS
In Need Of You
And off I went, jumping ino the closest cab before anyone tries to stop me. I've decided to take a month to free myself from the things that take over my mind, and then, I'll give Andy a chance. I worry about myself, I've never done or felt anything like this before, and I don't want to hurt the others a care about before I've cured myself of this. I'm not sure how I'm going to do it. Throw away every blade? Take relaxing walks along a random beach or do something artistic that will take my mind off it? Either way, it was for both me and Andy.
I arrive at my destination, after hours of traveling. It's just a beach for now, but I know this place is riddled with Hotels. I find the closest one, which is more of a spa, but I need relaxing things to take my mind off stupid things, right? I check in and make my way up to the room, which holds a double bed for extra comfy room, hot tub bath and a huge sound system, big enough to blast the whole hotel with my rock music. I dump my bags, but pack a smaller one for today's activities: plant myself on the beach. I find this the most relaxing place ever, the place I feel most comfortable alone. The sea calms me, as my skin soaks up the suns rays. I lay back all day, waiting for the night to fall.
The night comes quickly, and I watch as the last of the sun disappears. I plan to watch movies tonight, something I havent been able to do in a long time. I head back to the hotel and flop onto the bed. I change from my bikini, and over sized tshirt into the comfy robe that hung on the back of the bathroom door. I stick some sort of comedy film on, my favourite film genre by far. I dig into the supply of food and alcohol, and snuggle under the duvet. By twelve, I'm tired so the tv is turned off and the lights are out. I snuggle deeped into the duvet and pillows, yet sleep is the last thing on my mind. I long to hear Andy's voice, feel him around me, just have him there. But he's not, and now that I've gone I feel hopeless.
I sit up and think of what to do. Get no sleep at all or do something about these thought. I flick the lights on again, searching for my phone. For a moment I sit and prepare what I'll say, or if it will just flow when I talk to him. I decide to run a steaming hot bubble bath, so my conversation will be comfortable and the sand I have in stupid places will leave. The bath is run, and I relieve my body of the robe and slippers I now wore. Picking my phone up, I call the familiar numbers of my brother, Kellin.
"Hey Kellin, it's me. Is Andy there?..." I speak into the phone, hoping some girl hasn't captured his attention.
"Sure, he's here. I'll put him on the phone." He replies.
A few muffled sound and words come thought the phone and then Andy's voice catches me off guard.
"Hey, Alex. How are you? Are you okay?" He asks, panicked a little.
"I'm fine, it's just, I've been trying to relax all day, and when it came to having some sleep, all I could think about was you." I reply, he sighs in relief.
"I needed to hear your voice." I add.
"I needed yours too. I'm glad your okay. I really miss you already." He states.
"All I need is a month to recover. Get over my fears. But I'm not sure I can do it alone." I say, sighing is I begin to give in.
"What are you trying to say?" He asks.
"I want you to join me in Florida..."
I arrive at my destination, after hours of traveling. It's just a beach for now, but I know this place is riddled with Hotels. I find the closest one, which is more of a spa, but I need relaxing things to take my mind off stupid things, right? I check in and make my way up to the room, which holds a double bed for extra comfy room, hot tub bath and a huge sound system, big enough to blast the whole hotel with my rock music. I dump my bags, but pack a smaller one for today's activities: plant myself on the beach. I find this the most relaxing place ever, the place I feel most comfortable alone. The sea calms me, as my skin soaks up the suns rays. I lay back all day, waiting for the night to fall.
The night comes quickly, and I watch as the last of the sun disappears. I plan to watch movies tonight, something I havent been able to do in a long time. I head back to the hotel and flop onto the bed. I change from my bikini, and over sized tshirt into the comfy robe that hung on the back of the bathroom door. I stick some sort of comedy film on, my favourite film genre by far. I dig into the supply of food and alcohol, and snuggle under the duvet. By twelve, I'm tired so the tv is turned off and the lights are out. I snuggle deeped into the duvet and pillows, yet sleep is the last thing on my mind. I long to hear Andy's voice, feel him around me, just have him there. But he's not, and now that I've gone I feel hopeless.
I sit up and think of what to do. Get no sleep at all or do something about these thought. I flick the lights on again, searching for my phone. For a moment I sit and prepare what I'll say, or if it will just flow when I talk to him. I decide to run a steaming hot bubble bath, so my conversation will be comfortable and the sand I have in stupid places will leave. The bath is run, and I relieve my body of the robe and slippers I now wore. Picking my phone up, I call the familiar numbers of my brother, Kellin.
"Hey Kellin, it's me. Is Andy there?..." I speak into the phone, hoping some girl hasn't captured his attention.
"Sure, he's here. I'll put him on the phone." He replies.
A few muffled sound and words come thought the phone and then Andy's voice catches me off guard.
"Hey, Alex. How are you? Are you okay?" He asks, panicked a little.
"I'm fine, it's just, I've been trying to relax all day, and when it came to having some sleep, all I could think about was you." I reply, he sighs in relief.
"I needed to hear your voice." I add.
"I needed yours too. I'm glad your okay. I really miss you already." He states.
"All I need is a month to recover. Get over my fears. But I'm not sure I can do it alone." I say, sighing is I begin to give in.
"What are you trying to say?" He asks.
"I want you to join me in Florida..."
7/24/13