MUSIC AND HEARTS (COMPLETED)

34-SINESTER LEE

Sinester Lee

   Everything's became chaos after that day. I almost died seeing her closing her eyes and feeling her blood at her back. I was gone crazy. I was so weak and wrecked. Even now, I'm still am.

She's not waking up. She's not responding. I almost punch the Doctor when he said that Bella is already brain-dead. No, She's not. She's not going to leave me. She's going to continue her story and held her first book signing. She's going to sing a beautiful song to me again. She's going to try to reach her dream again, to being a composer. She's still want to watch and see how her cupid actions will end. She's still want to be happy with her family again. She's still want to spend her life with me.

It's supposed to be started but, this news is blocking us. Blocking our hopes. Blocking our future. Blocking our dream. Blocking our dream and wrecking us.

How can I continue my life if I'm going to lost my favorite master piece?

How can I hear a song again if she's the only song I wanted to hear?

How can I continue to admire music if the only reason for me to continue, is going to leave me?

How can we put a name on our own music if my composer is unable to do it anymore?

How? How can I move forward? How? How can I stop asking if she's not responding anymore?

No. I dont want to give up, but the word brain-dead stops my will to fight. It made me disable. It made me weak. It made me stop believing. It made me wish to die as well.

No. She's not gone. She's still with us. She's still with me. That machine can still save her. I will fight. I will pray. I will do anything. I'm going believe in miracles. I'm going to believe in second chance. I'm going to believe anything, just to save her and see her waking up again. She's my everything. She became my everything the first time I saw her passing at our classroom. With her serious face and timid walk. She catched my attention, my interest. I never thought that watching her passing at our classroom in our last subject is gonna be my afternoon routine. I always wait for her to passed.

About a month of watching her. I feel like it's not enough anymore. There's something more that I wanted to do. There's something that pushes me to. Then, that day came. I swallowed hard and sneaked out. I silently made my way out.

Avoiding my classmates teasing eyes and smirks. I followed her til she reached the back of gymnasium. It added a curiosity to me. When she turned at the back I run quietly. Then, stop at the end. Letting past a moment, before I got a face to peeped.

There, that girl. Heads up, but her eyes are closed. Hugging her gorgeous guitar. My mouth gaped in awe and admiration. I never thought that there's a girl who could be beautiful in that position. The gorgeous guitar became the instrument and she's the perfect master piece. She's like thinking or something. A moment past, she finally opened her eyes and look down at her guitar. She started to strummed. A magnificent tone echoed inside of my ear and pierced inside of my heart. Such a beautiful scenery. The scenery that I started to love. Started to became my favorite.

My new routine became wide. Following her is second on my list. Watching her became my third on the list and admiring her became my fourth on the list.

A bad days came. The weather against us. A pouring rain means sad day. I can't see her. I can't follow her. I can't hear her. I can't admired her from a far. I can't. Then, that day came. The day that I accidentally made a noise. My routine ruined, my hiding position ruined. I stiffened. My eyes widen. I trembled.

She glanced at me, with her unreadable expression. With her enchanting eyes. My mouth gaped a bit. Its more fascinating seeing her face to face. Her question stiffened me more. I forgot to act as myself. I feel like I'm a fool that time. I don't know anything. She asked me again. I swallowed hard. I became tensed and my eyes out of control. I can't focus.