The Song Must End

First came the music.

It rang through my head, louder than possible but barely noticeable. I suppose it became normal for me. Just a background to every day.

Then it changed. the phrase that followed was something I thought nothing of, just a sentence heard in passing. then again though, it was a peculiar, sad song. In that one repeating phrase seemed to say so much. It was strange but in one line brought tears to my eyes with out my knowledge.

The doctor is dying