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They say space will make it better and time will make it heal...I wont be lost forever and soon i wouldn't feel like i'm haunted...or falling...-Jess Glyyn, take me home-

Looking at the mirror I notice the lifelessness of the person inside. I opt to ignore it just like i always do but the images of the long gone night is still vivid in my mind. As if it were yesterday. What reminds me that it wasn't yesterday is the difficulty of breathing and living since then..I don't feel like I've lived in such a long time. Eight years is the exact number of years since I last saw my parents. Taken away from me like a balloon carried away by the wind. Abruptly,  robbing a peaceful eleven year old of a lifetime of joy.

But today i won't let this go. Despite all the heartbreak, tears and faded memories,this is the part where I accept my pain and let it all go.

Let it wash away in a never ending stream of content.

This is the part i moved on...

So i got up from the dressing and after taking one last look at myself, I walk out of the back stage and the red curtains part to reveal a changed me with a violin in my hand. A changed me with a lot more colour and less gloom.

I maintain eye contact with a sophisticated audience as i sit down and place the violin on my shoulder . I give a small smile and begin playing a piece i very much love. It's slow and fast at some point but equal for the both of them. I love it because of its ability to dig up one's soul and fill up the emptiness in it somehow. Like a sad love song. I close my eyes and give in to the rising and falling of the notes.

Like waves...

Like my life...It fell once and now I'll make sure it will rise..

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 16, 2017 ⏰

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