To: the Piano Player
From: Me
Please talk to me. I’m begging you.
To: the Piano Player
From: Me
I tried calling but you wouldn’t answer. In fact, I’ve been calling for days. Why won’t you talk to me?
To: the Piano Player
From: Me
Hey, is it because of something I said?
To: the Piano Player
From: Me
Look, if I offended you, I’m sorry but please please PLEASE. Talk to me.
To: the Piano Player
From: Me
Can’t you just tell me what I did?
To: the Piano Player
From: Me
You’re not being fair. Just… just talk to me. Just send a word, & that’s enough.
To: the Piano Player
From: Me
I miss you, okay? I NEED TO KNOW IF YOU’RE OKAY. Please, if you really care, say something. Anything.
But she never did.
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The Piano Player
Teen FictionSome people were born into lives that seem to be written by boy band-obsessed fan girls, or introverted poets, or dreamers that never stop floating into the clouds. With lives full of conflict and interest and changes, they just simply made chameleo...
