Midnight Melody
Mio had a secret.
It was something she did not share with anyone.
Not her family.
Not her classmates.
Not even Ritsu.
Mio had a secret.
She kept it hidden away from everyone.
But it was not unknown.
Her mother and father knew about it.
They had given it to her.
Mio had a secret.
Every now and then she would open her closet.
She would move the pile of clothes that covered it.
She would take it from its hiding place.
She would open it just for herself.
Mio had a secret.
It would always be late.
Nobody would be awake to hear.
She would do it softly.
A phantom in the house.
Mio had a secret.
It had begun when she was very young.
Her hands not yet accustomed to the bass.
She was still learning her scales.
She was still learning to practice.
Mio had a secret.
The latches would be opened.
The strings would be tuned.
Simple chords would ring out.
Her acoustic guitar would sing softly for her.
Mio had a secret.
The melodies were simple.
Every note was clear.
It could be a harp playing in an angelic choir.
It could be an organ playing a funeral dirge.
Mio had a secret.
Her thoughts would become sounds.
Her love would become music.
For just half an hour she would play.
They were songs the world would never hear.
Mio had a secret.
She would wipe it down carefully afterward.
Place it lovingly in the padded case.
The coffin would be re-sealed.
It would be placed back in its cushioned crypt.
Mio had a secret.
What is saddest is the hidden talent.
She played the bass beautifully.
However, this failed in comparison.
Her guitar could melt a stone heart.
Mio had a secret.
Please, help her keep it.
-Floydgoneawry