marixgrayson:
Marâi had practicing her guitar, stuck in her own world.
It is connection between you and me In each verse of this song Your voice and mine In each chord , in every rhyme
She stopped as her door opened slowly. âHeyâŠsorry was I too loud?â she asked.
âEverything is too loud for me, remember enhanced senses and all.â He smiled slightly. âBut your voice is something I donât mind.â
















