Put your hand on my heart

Hear me for what I am

Don’t be scared this time

You are my closest friend

You don’t have to kiss me just yet

Why do you hide your face

Just look through my mask of illusion

And drift to a better place

We come from different worlds

But I keep hearing the same heard line

You think I’m just the material man

Why should you waste your time

Its hard to be true...

I sit on the bed, alone and free

Ticket in hand, bags by my knees

I smile to myself and think out loud

The adventures I had that made me proud

A long time ago, I had a dream

To visit a world I had never seen

To open my mind to exciting new things

Ready for anything, goose bumps on my skin

And so fast the time passed me by each day

From London, Rome, Paris and Spain

So many memories ...

I hang my head down low

The leaves they have fallen

My heart I clench, it shatters

I surrender to my fallen crown

My footsteps whisper an echo

To the suffering of the rain

Why does my shadow still haunt me?

I think I’m lonely now

So strangled with love are some

Caught up in traps of memories

Fighting in times of war

Hiding their faces in time

Where is my mirror hiding?

Do I dare...

I wasn’t sure if this exercise meant only dialogue and no mention of what the characters are thinking or just no he said, she said references. so as an experiment, version 1 is just dialogue and version 2 dialogue and thoughts. I'm interested to know if the reader cam sense similar emotions from version 1 that are expressed in version 2 and which version would be better in a story.

Version 1: ...

No one ever did find out what happened to Penny when she disappeared from the jetty last summer. Freida, the local baker swore on her Mother’s grave that she was pushed by her husband after an argument got out of hand. Penny never mentioned a bad word about ‘her’ Gus. They were often seen walking around town hand in hand and laughing together.

Trevor, the librarian had a different spin on the...