Melodies In My Head

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I love watching the rain fall down and slide at the window of my room. How it's wet I don't like, but the sound it makes. . Yes. My Mama told me that if you listen closely you can hear it make a song. A beautiful calming song, I loved music ever since I was in diapers.

When I first placed my hands on a guitar it felt amazing, like I can do anything. But my family doesn't approve to this because they think that playing guitar is a waste of time and that I should be learning to do better stuff like engineering and learning how to become a lawyer.

But all of those aren't me at all, I want to be a professional guitar player, I want to write songs and sing them to people, I want to make people smile. But my family is just not supporting me at all, the only people that are supporting me is my Mama and Dulce. Dulce is my only friend, my best friend, she's the only person who's kept me going mostly.

She told me to always follow my dreams and always play from the heart. Her words inspires me everyday, even when I play my guitar I say everything she told me in my head. Me and Dulce have been friends just this year, but it feels like I've known her for ages. At our free time, me and Dulce go to a place called Café Musica its a Mexican place where I can sing my songs and play my guitar to people and they actually love it.

Watching people cheer and clap for what I love to do kind of warms mi corazón and makes me forget about every single problem.  Its my life, its everything to me.

Friday's are the only days I'm always looking forward to because that's the day where Café Musica is open until 11:00 PM. I always go with Dulce, she's the one who first showed the place, but my family thinks that its a Bar or a drug store even though they're clearly wrong. But I guess that's how they are, judging places even though they never went to it. 

Anyway, enough talking about my life now. Let's get to the story, shall we? :)

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