Falling For Your Words

Album 1 Track 1

°~Your P.O.V~°

It all began with a thought; one tinny spark of emotion. With all the grace in my body, I moved my hand. Words that my heart hid from my voice appeared on paper. From the looks of it, this would be another broken-hearted story, perfect for my client. My mind and hand became one for what seemed like an eternity; an eternity of pure emotion.

Some say the very reason I am amazing at what I do is because of how I can get lost in my own mind and be able to put down what I see in words. I do love what I do, but to open and close that vault of hidden feelings is strenuous and hard to do on comand, which is the very reason why I never go outside. Having friends and communicating with others is too much for me to do with what my job entails.

Even so, I love my job as a song writer. It gives me a chance to write out feelings and let go of certain frustrations. I would give up my social life ten fold just to keep on doing this. Yet, even still, I need to talk to others. To socialize just so I am able to talk with my client. No one likes to talk with someone who can't maintain a conversation right? So even with my busy life, I make time for what little friends I have, or should I say friend. My one and only friend, Hanji. Hanji is the complete opposite of me. She's loud where I am quite. She is social where I am secluded. She sings when I can not even hold a note. She can't play any instruments other than her loud eletric gutar, where as I can play any instrument my hand can touch.

Even as opposites, Hanji is one of my best friends. She and I grew up together and I plan on sticking with that loud idiot till I grow old and die. She tries her best to introduce me to others, but I am quick to turn her down. I don't need others to wreck the lovely wall I have around me. Protecting my every being.

As of right now, I sat at a table, alone as always, at a small, homey coffee shop runned by a sweet old woman. In one hand was my favorite tea/coffee and the other was quickly working on a song about a heartbroken girl, getting over the loss of someone she loved. Even I felt pitty for the imaginary girl. She was alone with no one to love her. I guess that what others see in me, but the feeling of loneliness is something I have never felt.

"Oh here you are! (Y/n) I've been looking for you for hours!" I glance up toward the loud voice and notice a giddy Hanji wearing her "Fam-Hidding-shades".

"Hello Hanji. I was just working on the song for Gumi." I close my laptop and slid it into my carrier.

"Ohhh, and how is that going?" She slid her tall frame into the chair set in front of me; resting her head in her hand.

"Quiet well actually. Almost done, just have to add the last few verses and done." I took my last sip of tea/coffee and stood up.

"Great! Sooooo my band and I are throwing a party before the concert tomorrow! You should join us!" Hanji sung her words as she followed me to the exit of the cafe. I sighed as I tossed the empty cup into the trash and waved the older woman good bye. Hanji opened the door for me, holding it as we both leave the cafe. I do know all of the members in her band, which is call the "Titans"; Eren and Mikasa the guitarists, Jean the drummer, Marco the keyboardist, and Armin as the band's supervisor, but still knowing Hanji she would be inviting the other band performing called "The Wall Breakers" which I heared had Sasha and Connie as the lead singers, Annie and Bert as the guitarists, Reiner as the drummer, Yimir as the keyboardist, and Christa as the supervisor. I have met all of them before and I am considered a friend to everyone in both bands, considering that Hanji and her band know the other band well and that I have helped both bands out with their lyrics, buts still, I have to finish other work for other artists.

"Well I rather not go to the party Hanji. You for one know I hate being around others..." I shivered as my face was met with the some-what cold spring air. Hanji frown at my lack of enthusiasm.

"Well, since I know I wont get you to go... How about you go to my concert instead? I will get you a secluded area to chillax in and even get you a free backstage pass! You have to come!" I didn't want to seem rude to my only friend so I complied with her idea.

"Alright Hanji, just don't push me so much to talk, alright?" She nodded hastily in agreement as we continue to walk to our high rise condo. With the money Hanji and I make from work, we are able to love in a semi-expensive house. We both reach the entrance to the building where Hanji stopped to say her goodbyes.

"I have to go meet with the members! Oh and also there will be one other group performing with us!" Hanji was in the mist of walking away when I stopped her.

"You can't just leave me right there! Who is it?" I turned my focus to Hanji.

"Some group called the Survey Corpse. I've only met them ones. They seemed like a cool group! It will be fine, I'll introduce you to them when ya come back stage! Don't you worry my child, mama Hanji is here for ya!" She the ran off in the direction we once came.

"Ah, I guess I should look this group up before meeting them tomorrow night ontop of my work..." I entered the pin of access to our house, opening the front door of the building and then walking straight to our condo.