Maybe Someday(120)



bye has a far greater effect on me than I thought

it would. I’m trying my damndest to remember

what it is I’m here to do, but all I want to do is

toss my guitar aside, rush to her, and kiss her

crazy.

Instead, I keep my eyes trained on hers while I

play another song she helped me write. I begin

the opening chords to “Maybe Someday.” She

smiles and clutches a hand to her chest while she

watches me play.

It’s times like these I’m actually thankful I

can’t hear. Not being distracted by anything at all

allows me to focus on nothing but her. I can feel

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the music vibrating in my chest as I watch her

lips singing along to the lyrics until the very last

line.

I planned on playing a few more songs we

wrote together, but seeing her has changed my

mind. I want to get to the new songs I wrote for

her, because I absolutely need to see her reaction

to them. I start one of them, knowing Warren and

Brennan will have no problem falling into step

with the change-up. Her eyes glisten when she

realizes that this is a song she’s never heard be-

fore, and she leans forward in her chair, focusing

intently on the three of us.

Sydney

There are only twenty-six letters in the English

alphabet. You would think there would only be

so much you could do with twenty-six letters.

You would think there were only so many ways

those letters could make you feel when mixed up

and shoved together to make words.

However, there are infinite ways those twenty-

six letters can make a person feel, and this song

is living proof. I’ll never understand how a few

simple words strung together can change a per-

son, but this song, these words, are completely

changing me. I feel like my maybe someday just became my right now.

HOLD ON TO YOU

The cool air running through my hair

Nights like these, doesn’t seem fair

For you and I to be so far away

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The stars all shimmer like a melody

Like they’re playing for you and me

But only I can hear their sound

Maybe if I ask them they will play for you

I try wishing on one, maybe I’ll try two

It doesn’t look like there’s much for me to

do

I want to hold on to you

Just like these memories I can’t undo

I want to hold on to you

Without you here that’s kind of hard to do

I want to hold

I want to hold on to you

The front seat’s empty, and I know

When it’s just me I seem to go

To places I never wanted to

I need you here to be a light

Star in the sky brighten up my night

Sometimes I need the dark to see

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So come on, come on, turn it on for me

Just a little light, and I’ll be able to see

Promise like a comet you won’t fly by me

I want to hold on to you

Just like these memories I can’t undo

I want to hold on to you

Without you here that’s kind of hard to do

I want to hold

I want to hold on to you

Ridge

I finish the song and don’t give myself time to

look up at her before I begin playing another one.

I’m afraid if I look at her, I’ll lose every bit of

willpower still keeping me up on this stage. I

want to go to her so bad, but I know how import-

ant it is for her to hear this next song. I also don’t want to be the one to make the final choice. If

she’s ready to be with me, she knows what I need

from her. If she’s not ready, I’ll respect her

decision.

However, if she’s not ready to begin the life I

know we could have together by the end of this

song, I don’t know if she’ll ever be ready.

I keep my eyes trained on my fingers as they

work the strings of the guitar. I glance at Bren-

nan, and he leans forward into the microphone,

his voice starting on cue. I glance to Warren, and

he begins signing the words.

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I slowly scan the crowd and find her again.

Our eyes lock.

I don’t look away.

Sydney

“Wow,” Bridgette whispers. Her eyes are glued

to the stage just like mine. Just like every other

pair of eyes in the room. The three of them make

one hell of a team, but knowing that these words

are Ridge’s words and he wrote them specifically

for me leaves me feeling more than over-

whelmed. I can’t look away from him. For the

entire length of the song, I barely move. I barely

breathe.

LET IT BEGIN

Time went fast

Time went fast till it was gone

You think it’s right

You think it’s right until it’s wrong

Even after all this time

I still want you

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