My experience with loving someone
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Thread Topic: My experience with loving someone
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My piano was five centimeters away from yours
Your hands where a solid forty to fifty away from mine when we played, our music hidden behind our headphones.
When we played together in sync we had equal distance and were equally as happy to share time together, but within that distance I could feel the sadness you often had hid.
I thought about you when we no longer sat at our pianos, when our distance shared was well over a million centimeters away, and day by day I had always hoped I'd break that distance.
Days went on, and the day we'd be playing our last song separately neared, but I was too late. Someone already broke that distance I had never managed to do myself.
The day of our last song arrived and all I can remember is how beautifully you played, and how empty I felt.
The final day after our songs I had just barely managed to break past a centimeter to graze your hand, twice even. But I know that it wouldn't have mattered, because I knew you where miles away.
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