Love is mute

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I was feeling love for a man that was not my father. Love that was so different from the one I used to feel. Love for someone whom I just met. Whose name I do not even know. But I knew one thing for sure, he was the one for me. This was so new to me. The realization just dawned on me but I never stopped playing. As I continued to play, I saw a twinkle in his eyes, like the stars in the dark sky.

His name was Nicholas Richardson.