Under This Chaotic Rain

I understood him, yet at the same time, I couldn't...
But he understood me, more than I understood myself.

He was a mystery that would always put a smile on my face; a mystery I was alright not solving. When I looked at him, like really looked at him, I could see all the passion, all the hurt, and all the joy he put into every key on the piano he played, in every cord on the violin, in every word he wrote on a page.

And he was mine...
What do I have now? A silent piano, and a wordless page.

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She met him at a coffee shop. And her whole world changed.
Perri was an artist, drawing whatever story wandered into her soul; Liam was a violinist, pianist and poet, who was always creating, in the silence and in the chaos.

She was loud; he was shy
She didn't take no for an answer; he did
She hated sad music; he lived for it
She never wanted to love someone again; he believed he couldn't be fully loved