my favorite songs played all along. all over the room was nothing, nothing but them. treble clefs painting the walls soundproof and the world outside unheard. locking me in the safest places of all. hiding in the secret of staves never beliving anyone could believe. so never sharing any of them.
and now? that's what i got for you.
i got my favorite songs only for you.
YOU ARE READING
what i got for you.
Short Storyyou. you make me blindfolded and clear-eyed at the same time.
