"your dainty fingers play an unfamiliar tune on the piano which was starting to gather dust,
i place my head on your shoulder, the gentle up and down motion of your arms lulling me to sleep,
but then you gather the music sheets and suddenly leave the room, only letting out angry mutters and heavy breaths.
i look at the door, it slightly opens, but I couldn't reach for it, knowing you were upset because of me, i never understood why,
but i knew it was because of me, it is always me.
i look out the window, and its still sunshine but heavy winds came rushing in,
maybe its time the light goes away"
-k.v.
