My dear piano.

88 keys with different tunes, when someone plays you everybody gets starstruck, of course because you’re a piano



You have a lot of keys with different tunes, makes music either sharp or flat


Your keys are like what happen an afternoon of January 2009, my last recital


Your keys are so relax, as well as me, but when I did play you, you flatted me, I felt you failed me


I was so down, you saw me crying, hatred was only on my mind, I don’t even wanna see your keys, or even hear your tune.


Until I remember the past years we’ve been through, the medals I won the applause that we earned together


Some crashed your keys, but you never stop giving good tunes


Now, we’re on our way to build our friendship again, thank you for not giving up on me.




This is about my bestfriend, my only piano(: