"I cried enough tears to see my own reflection in them,"
She sang the first line, her fingers gracefully gliding across the piano keys.
"And then it was clear,
I can't deny,"
She continued, breathing in deeply, choosing the right next chords, thinking of the next words to spill out.
"I really miss him."
She gently closed her eyes.
"To think that I was wrong,"
Her body shivering from head to toe, making her re-open her chocolate orbs once again, regretting every choices she made.
"I guess you don't know what you got till it's gone."
A lump, leisurely forming in her throat. The lump she always despised. The lump that signaled that she was about to show she's weak.
"Pain is just a consequence of love,
I'm saying sorry for the sake of us."
Tears, brimming her eyes little by little. The soft stinging sensation, too familiar to her.
"He wasn't my everything till we were nothing,"
Clear droplets of crystals begins to flow with the contours of her face. Sliding down to her chin.
"And it's taking me a lot to say,"
Tears. She thought. She despised them. It brought her memories. Too much for her heart to handle.
"But now that he's gone,"
She proceeded, her voice cracking, simultaneously closing her stinging wet eyes, wanting to stop the tears from falling continuously.
"My heart is missing something,"
She started sobbing, taking deep, sharp breaths from time to time, making it hard for her to sing.
"So it's time I push my pride away..."
She stopped. Her hands, moving to her face, covering, while she sobbed. It's too much to bear. She's slowly falling into pieces. Ever since she met him, she couldn't stop it. The feelings, the butterflies.
She started reminiscing. The good ones. All of it until she came into the picture. Ever since she came, all went downhill. Though she can't blame her for being loved by the one person she truly admired.
She wanted to be able to stop. To stop breathing just like the way she stopped playing the piano.
Her head started aching, to the point where her surroundings began to blur, to spin. She stood up, holding the ledge of the piano for support while the other touched her throbbing forehead. She took a weak step forward, reaching for her water bottle, squinting.
But then she fell, completely closing her eyes.
