I feel uneasy when I'm not around you and calm when you are there. You make it easier and harder to be myself around you all at once; letting go, and keeping myself in check at all times. As I listen to the music, I can't help but think of you; how you sound, how you smell. How you make me smile about the stupidest things in the world. I feel no ache in my heart, but my body longs to be next to yours. This is a song I would play to rest my head on your chest, to hear your heart beating. A beautiful piece like this that I can hear coming from your fingers that coax living wonders from the simple piano keys. I could spend the rest of my life with my head on your shoulder as you play me this lullaby. The world could be burning, but I would only hear this song, your voice, telling me about the things that light up your eyes. I would only see your hands, which have pulled me from the brink more times than I can count. I would only feel your arms around mine when you hug me. I would only smell the scent that is so you, that is so ingrained in my memory. How can I say these words to you? I never know how in the moment. My hands cannot yet bring the melodies to life like you do. My voice breaks when I try to speak. My eyes cloud when I try to see. I barely exist, numb to the world, when I try to tell you. The only thing I can do is show you, I suppose. That is for another day, though. For now, all I can do is soothe my mind with this lullaby as I imagine you with me, dancing to this piece like you danced away with my heart.













