weirdific
She was all alone now, thinking about all the things that has happened in the past few days. All the screams of the people crying and begging to be saved continued to make way inside her head every single night. The horror on each faces of the people trapped in the town she grew up was stuck in her memory now. And forever she will be haunted by their voices for she did not do anything to save them.
Slowly,
I dissolved
from the fear of losing
and loving you
Piano is my favorite instrument of all. For me, a piano's melody is something that really touches the heart. It can be hard at first, but when you finally have a grasp of the keys, and let your fingers flow with whichever way you want it to go, the melody is just so magical. Maybe I am being bias, but that's how piano is for me. It's a magical instrument that brings my deepest feelings out. And it's a nice thing to find something that does that to you because at this complicated age, it's one of the hardest things to do.
I never really understood when my friends has this silly smile, flushed faces, when they see their guy. You'd probably think they're some kind of weirdo if you ever pass us by. And usually, their minds would fly off somewhere else even though you're telling them something ridiculously funny, or important, or even phenomenal that you thought they'd appreciate they won't notice. Effort wasted.
I guess when people are in love, their minds really do fly. And they are so damn hard to pull down.
I don't want that.
I even asked them to slap me if I ever became one of them.
And then I met him.
I did receive some slap in the face.
It was worth it though.
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