My fingers pace restlessly against the snow white keys, frantic.
Keys so cold but as time passes, warm.
Immersed in the far from perfect melody, soothing.
Feeling the ghost of your fingers pacing over mine, guiding.
I stop, abrupt.
Screams and tears.
Hurt and pain.
Silence...
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
Memories flash through my head like an endless slideshow on repeat.
One
I stopped talking the first time my ears caught a glimpse of your sweet sounds.
Two
I sat down, you taught, we began.
Three
The scratchy sound of my melody coming to life.
Four
Your smile both temporary and permanent.
Faltered but unchanging, the permanent was unlike any other.
Peacefully guiding me back to that velvet bench.
I start, abrupt.
My fingers pace restlessly against the snow white keys.
Immersed in the far from perfect melody, soothing.
Feeling the ghost of your fingers pacing over mine, guiding.
I smile, abrupt.
The picture of you standing there, untouched.
I laugh and continue.
My fingers pace restlessly against the snow while keys, graceful.