Futile Devices | Park Jay

VII

"And when you sing
I feel mesmerised and proud."
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You were always wrongfully insecure of your singing voice. I never understood why you wouldn't see the potential and beauty in your voice. You not only looked like an angel, but you sounded even better than one.

Your raspy, deep riffs would echo through the studio, rippling into my ears. I would close my eyes and lay my head back as you sung, enthralling me into my dreams.

Your eyes would light up whenever entering the recording studio. I loved watching them every time, smiling like an idiot admiring your features. I often thought you deserved someone better than me, but you always shut those thoughts out by a lengthy speech on why you would rather die than lose me. Those moments made me want to marry you then and there. Truly a keeper. My keeper.