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I Need You.I hold my pillow close to me every night,
Hoping that by morning
You will lie in my arms instead.
You're still not here.
WaitingGirl sits on her own,
Lost in the silence.
He's gone away,
Left her at home.
Slowly she turns,
To look at the photos.
All that is left,
Until he returns.
But it's too long.
She can't stay strong.
Night turns to day,
Days turn to weeks.
She knows he'll come back,
And so she stays.
He writes when he can,
Keeping her close.
Longing for the day,
He's holding her hand.
He wants to hold her.
She needs him closer.
Freedom.INT. CORRIDOR EVENING
Close-up of girl running, from behind. Slow-mo effect and fade out as she turns round.
EXT. VALLEY AFTERNOON
Girl is lying flat out on the grass.
Free. Like everyone aspires to be.
Girl is standing between trees, close-up shot.
There are bars...
Girl is walking towards trees with camera in background.
...But you slip through them.
Girl is skipping in slo-mo in distance.
Shot of birds in the sky.
...And learn to fly.
Girl is spinning slowly in circles with her hands in the air.
Nothing can touch me here.
Girl is sitting on the edge of a cliff with her arms round her knees.
I am home...
Close-up shot, she lies down and stretches her arms out, with her knees still up.
...Safe in my own self-discovery.
Girl is sitting in castle window, one leg over the side, and swaying slightly.
Leaving Southampton She was in the kitchen when he stumbled in noisily, tripping as he went past the shelves and catching the edge of the table to keep himself from falling.
Pretending not to hear the stream of curses that followed, she kept her eyes fixed on the dishes, letting her hand trail in the soapy water. There was a loud scraping of wood against grimy concrete as he drew a chair and collapsed into it. At this she looked up, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, unnecessarily, "You've been drinking."
He clutched his head and said nothing. He hadn't shaved in weeks and stank of sweat and alcohol; he looked much older than his eighteen years.
They sat in silence for a while. Then he announced, loudly, "Fuck."
She didn't bother to tell him off. She just waited. And jumped when he suddenly brought his fist down, hard, onto the table.
"Our lives here are s
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