sinful memoirs

if your crush is a piece...

question: if your crush was a piece, what would they be?

Chopin's Wrong Note Etude

— harmonic dissonance, that's what she is. a beautiful, beautiful mess of a creature that never fails to amaze me. she's a wrong note that's not supposed to work, yet her midas' touch is by far powerful than what people call her.

it isn't sunshines and rainbows, looking back if i listen to this etude it warns me that it'll all crumble apart. that i loved her too much, i shouldn't have been too bold to tell her what i feel.

she's a wrong note that was never meant to grace in my life, but here she is making the whole piece better. if i try to forget and erase her, then the whole etude would lose its meaning.

she's the wrong note i don't mind hearing. perfectly imperfect.

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forgive me if this is short and sweet, writing is getting harder these days. but don't worry, big things will come soon . . .