I never loved nobody truly. It was always one of those fleeting romances. The kind that somebody’d write about, and then sell at the dollar store. No, dime store.

I was so caught up in the music I heard in my mind, that I almost didn’t hear your voice.

The music, at one point, was so loud that I almost missed the joy of life: loving. Truly loving. And that took the music from my head to my heart.

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