Chapter 1
His eyes were the color of the viola that gracefully it matched the bruised sky. Everything was still.
Silent.
Except for the music he plays in his hands. A beautiful antique violin cries in a sweet voice. A voice that almost sounds like the beautiful opera singer in a cry for its lover to return. Its like everything came to a standstill to hear this brown-haired person play this beautiful piece of music in which it crafted by him.
Him.
He stops.
His posture was etiquette but handsome and his eyes was once concentrated on his piece only wanted now to see this girl standing just a few feet away. Her eyes was locked on him, fascinated by his music, the violin, his eyes but…. He reached out his hand, nervous but gently. He wanted to see her and everything about her seemed perfect.
Time once continued and everything that was once perfect and the mysterious violin player was swallowed into darkness.
The silence woke me again. I was breathing hard, trying to regain control on what I just scene.
I sigh.
I picked up my piano sheets and played a few keys. My mom and dad had a terrible communication and their love never last. I wish I can experience love myself, but like that boy in my dreams, they will only disappear. My greatest goal was to dance the waltz with the boy that will respect me, communicate with me, be with me when I needed most, never lie , cheat or hurt me, but most of all…
Love me.
I continued on the song I was playing.
Love Story – Taylor Swift
