Pianist
It was amazing, the way his fingers delicately danced across the keys.
The sound of each note ringing through the air in the form of a wonderful melody.
He seemed so focused, wanting to get the song perfect on the first try.
I couldn't help but stare at him, especially while he played the song on the keys of the piano.
But then it hit me.
He was almost always playing the piano.
Pushing people away with daggers of sarcasm.
He never stopped, even when his fingers hurt like crazy.
He didn't pay any attention to what was outside of the keys when he was playing.
One thing you should always know.
This is probably my best tip I've ever given.
You should never,
ever,
fall in love with a musician.