hidden talent, hidden love
She sat there in the dark and looked down and ran her hand over the smooth black surface. She hadn’t felt it since she was little. It was old and dusty but somehow she still found it beautiful. She let out a heavy sigh as she sat down in the wooden chiar. The same she had once fallen out of when she was about 6 years old. She ran her hand over the little scar above her bangs. Not many people ever notice it, but she still feels it and thinks of it.
She slowly opened up the beautiful piece and was in awe. The keys looked has if they hadn’t been touched for years. They still lit up the room. She hesitated before she placed her fingers on them. Shivers went up and down her spine as if she wasn’t alone. This had been her secret for years. Her hidden talent, her hidden love. The only person that knew her secret never told a soul.
She pressed the keys so delicacy, but the sound sounded as if she was about to smash the chair up against the wall. She sat there in the dark in the old house she used to spend most of her life at while growing up. She knew every inch of that house. From the parts that squeaked and to the parts that would make you fall in love with it.
The sound echoed through the silent hallways. She stopped as she brushed her brunette hair out of her face. She laughed to herself flashing back to when she first stepped foot in this house. She thought she would never make it out alive to see her mother or father again. But each visit made it more like home then anything else. This was her home, this is where she felt she could break free and just shoat at the top of her lungs as if she dint have a care in the world.
She started to play the notes to a song that touched her heart from the day she heard to now. She started moving to the music and feeling lost in the notes and the lyrics. Her voice wasn’t anything so amazing, but it was star material but it wouldn’t be heard anywhere except the shower.
She smiled and she reached the chorus and started playing faster. Her smile slowly faded as she played the next keys. Anyone could hear that tear hit the key even over the music. She promised herself that day that she wouldn’t cry, but she would keep a smile to her face and make sure everyone was alright. She held that smile for about 6 years now and told every little white lie there possibly could be.
She lived in the dark for most of her life and when she heard the news she was swallowed by the pain and darkness that she has lived there since.
She started to sing the song at the top of her lungs and play her heart out. She was still not over the fact she lost her best friend, her grandma. She was the one that taught her everything from how to read music to how to play. She gave her the power to escape and the power to love. Music was their love and the one thing they shared among laughs.
She finishes the song teary eyed and all. She slowly whispers the last line as she pulls her fingers away from the old grand piano. The one her grandmother had since she was a little girl. She was left with the key to that house. There was nothing else in that house except for the piano to the eye. But with her ears she heard her grandma’s laugh and her stories. The past is what made her still going. She hated herself for crying, but somehow she knew that it was right and that her grandmother would understand.
She closed her eyes as she tried to replay all the good times in her mind to when life was good, to when life was perfect. She moved her hands up and down her arms trying to make herself warm. She slowly closed the piano as she started to walk away. She placed the house key in her jeans where she always kept in case she had to get away from everything.
She slowly stepped out side as it started to down pour. She might have been the only one to look up and the dark sky as the rain drops hit her face and smile. She finally said the words she had never gotten a chance to say.
“Goodbye”
- yea i have no idea but i just sat down and heard some song and just started to type-
keep on li/oving
<3
crystal
She slowly opened up the beautiful piece and was in awe. The keys looked has if they hadn’t been touched for years. They still lit up the room. She hesitated before she placed her fingers on them. Shivers went up and down her spine as if she wasn’t alone. This had been her secret for years. Her hidden talent, her hidden love. The only person that knew her secret never told a soul.
She pressed the keys so delicacy, but the sound sounded as if she was about to smash the chair up against the wall. She sat there in the dark in the old house she used to spend most of her life at while growing up. She knew every inch of that house. From the parts that squeaked and to the parts that would make you fall in love with it.
The sound echoed through the silent hallways. She stopped as she brushed her brunette hair out of her face. She laughed to herself flashing back to when she first stepped foot in this house. She thought she would never make it out alive to see her mother or father again. But each visit made it more like home then anything else. This was her home, this is where she felt she could break free and just shoat at the top of her lungs as if she dint have a care in the world.
She started to play the notes to a song that touched her heart from the day she heard to now. She started moving to the music and feeling lost in the notes and the lyrics. Her voice wasn’t anything so amazing, but it was star material but it wouldn’t be heard anywhere except the shower.
She smiled and she reached the chorus and started playing faster. Her smile slowly faded as she played the next keys. Anyone could hear that tear hit the key even over the music. She promised herself that day that she wouldn’t cry, but she would keep a smile to her face and make sure everyone was alright. She held that smile for about 6 years now and told every little white lie there possibly could be.
She lived in the dark for most of her life and when she heard the news she was swallowed by the pain and darkness that she has lived there since.
She started to sing the song at the top of her lungs and play her heart out. She was still not over the fact she lost her best friend, her grandma. She was the one that taught her everything from how to read music to how to play. She gave her the power to escape and the power to love. Music was their love and the one thing they shared among laughs.
She finishes the song teary eyed and all. She slowly whispers the last line as she pulls her fingers away from the old grand piano. The one her grandmother had since she was a little girl. She was left with the key to that house. There was nothing else in that house except for the piano to the eye. But with her ears she heard her grandma’s laugh and her stories. The past is what made her still going. She hated herself for crying, but somehow she knew that it was right and that her grandmother would understand.
She closed her eyes as she tried to replay all the good times in her mind to when life was good, to when life was perfect. She moved her hands up and down her arms trying to make herself warm. She slowly closed the piano as she started to walk away. She placed the house key in her jeans where she always kept in case she had to get away from everything.
She slowly stepped out side as it started to down pour. She might have been the only one to look up and the dark sky as the rain drops hit her face and smile. She finally said the words she had never gotten a chance to say.
“Goodbye”
- yea i have no idea but i just sat down and heard some song and just started to type-
keep on li/oving
<3
crystal