All I do all night long
Is play our song;
Lyrical,
Musical—
I sing to you:
Here's where you belong

When I was little, I had a big fear of stages. I was afraid of falling off of them.

When I was little, I also had my first dance recital. That's the day I realized that the stage is my friend.

I got a little bit older, but I was still young enough to watch Disney channel. This was the era of movies filled with song and dance. My role model was Miley Cyrus, and she was the one who made me think, "I want to become an actress."

Fast forward a few years. Middle school. I had the lead role in all the school plays I was a part of. I had never done a musical. I admired them, but I didn't have the guts.

But, I had to keep in mind, "the stage is my friend."

And I realized that right away as I did my first ever musical when I was in 7th grade.

I've never smiled as big as I do when I see hundreds of faces all smiling and cheering for us performers. Never have I heard someone say, "musicals make me miserable."

The opening night of my first official musical in high school, I had a little girl come up to me, big smile on her face, asking me to sign her program.

I didn't get the chance to tell her it, but kid, if you happen to see this one day, just remember.

The stage is your friend.

I guess it all depends,
on the length of your winters and the sin.
I had a friend-
long ago...sing songs and then let go...
again.

I don't think anything could happen,
where I wouldn't really know.
But I guess everything kind of just happens,
and I mostly never know.
You and I sort of just happened...
and then that became a no.
And then my Happiness happened,
I hope it is a state you come to know.

Because there are signs and then desire,
and I guess I have no way to know.
But why do I keep trying?
I think you and I both know.
It doesn't mean it isn't because I'm scared of dying.
But if I don't get to love you again before then-
then I guess I'll never really know.
I just know it's the only thing really worth it-
And when you let it,  I feel like I'm flying
you know?

Oh where has my good friend gone?
I'm longing for my Autumn song
Since June I irked to hear the tune
Oh where has my good friend gone?

Perhaps he's lost in a shroud of smoke
Or hid behind my flask
Or altogether had a stroke
and rendered me a mask

Perhaps I let him get to close
Or took his time for granted
Perhaps he's wilted as a rose
Whose death the Sun commanded

Perhaps he's still alive and well
Perhaps I'll never know
Or walking lost like me in hell
below a laughing Crow

I play,
And my world disappears
My surroundings fade
Until there is nothing but my piano
Perfectly echoing my voice without words

I play,
I play to the beat of my heart
Letting it direct me
Letting the music flow through my blood
And through every vain in my body
Until every inch of my body is aching to hear the music
Making me feel alive
Like nothing else can

I play
Because the piano calls me
And we become one
With some broken keys here and there
That produces the perfect imperfect sound
With every key hit and a piano string pulled,
My heartstrings get played in harmony

I play
And the sound engulfs my world
Note by note
Measure by measure
Piece by piece

I play
On a broken piano
But I have never felt so whole

I love to watch you play
Hear the sweet notes drift out of your saxophone
A lovely melody

You don't always see me
I listen all the same
Such lovely skill
escaping in the form of sound
coming out
of that wonderful saxophone

Maybe it's not the sound
That enchants me so
But the handsome player
Whom I get to call my own

My gorgeous love  
Smart and talented to the end
<3