4/11/18
the wind hit the back of my scalp as i moved the hairdryer around, trying to get every inch of wet hair.
but at this point i can feel the same sore feeling run through my arm.
i switched it off and looked at myself in the mirror.
"good enough"
all of a sudden i heard a soft melody be drowned by the blocking of the door.
i knew that there was a keyboard in his room but i never heard him play it until now.
so i slowly opened the door and crept up next to him.
he seemed focused as he fingers danced on the keys. his eyes closed as he followed the rhythm
he's good.
"your good,"
he jumped a little at the sudden comment before turning around to smile at me.
he grabbed me and pulled me into a hug while rocking me back and forth and i just let him.
"okay now play more!" i smiled widely.
