Music
The soothing music that you have played for me with your voice still wandering in my mind. No matter how much I did or how much I tried, I still could not forget your music that resided in your voice. Every time I felt stressed or troubled, you will sing for me. I loved the calm music in you. There was no need for radio or mp3 because I have you.
Once, on my birthday, you sang and given me a musical box that I had my eyes on it for a long time. I happily accepted it and listened to it since. You have modified it and allowed me to listen to your songs whenever I want. I really loved it.
Another time was that you and your friends sang together with me on the beach. All of us were so happy and sat by the campfire. You were playing a guitar and sang again, my favorite song. Whenever I went, I would always hear you were right there beside me.
Day by day, year by year, I was getting stressed of my work and school. I have to earn money to support my family and for school, I was working for my Master Degree. The music in me was starting to fade away.
There was one night that I was too tired. I switched on the radio and I heard you were singing on the telecast. I heard the message that you gave me.
“This is a song for a girl that I love so much. Even if we’ve broke up, I’ll sing for her no matter what…”
Tears of both happiness and sadness flowed out of my eyes and my heart was engulfed by my guilt. I turned the radio louder and listened to your voice. The long lost music in my heart and soul. I stared back at the photo that we had together in my hand phone. I remembered the bracelet that you gave me. The bells on it always remind me of you. I could not bring myself to take it off.
In the moment of happiness, I rushed down and flagged a taxi. In the matter of minutes, I was at the studio, looking for you. I saw you were singing in the telecast room. I ran in and you stood with amazement. I felt the warmth in your arms again.
You are the music in me, whenever I am.
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