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"What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright

My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you"

Abe watches me with a new found interest as I sing the lyrics to 'All Of Me' By-John Legend. His eyes study every aspect of my face as I sing the lyrics to the song and every now and than will glance at my fingers as they play the correct keys.

"My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh"

My eyes close on they're own as I sing, the room being filled with the sweet melody.

"Give me all of you
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard

'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you

I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh"

I let the end note hang in the air as my voice slowly fades into nothing. Slowly opening my eyes, I see that Abe is still in his casual position, watching me with a very intense stare that makes me want to squirm in my seat but I hold myself back from doing so.

"I've never heard that song before. Wen was it created?" He asks, switching so he's leaning farther back in his chair.

"June, 2013. Not quite a year ago," I respond, watching him as he nods his head and starts to look around the small, multi-purpose room.

The room contains my small amount of art supplies, my grand piano that I've had since forever, a window seat that's almost identical to the one in my bedroom except with different colored pillows and curtains, a few random shelves stacked with boxes that are packed with random junk that I'll never use but don't have the heart to give away and last but not least, a whole wall with paintings, drawings and other random stuff from my past.

When I moved here; some very important drawings of my mothers and sibling's had been almost ruined. Thankfully, I found a way to save them by copying them on to my wall.

My mother was an amazing artist and sketched as much as she possibly could with the short amount of time she had. Her drawings were unique and very pleasant and I always dreamed to someday be able to draw as well as her. My sibling had only sketched for a few years, and even though she'd never admit it, her drawings were astounding and very exquisite to look at.