Kalopsia

Notes

Every note I hear reminds me of you, your smile, your laugh, your tears, your goodbyes

They E and D notes coming from the keys are like a child's fingers scratching at an old wound.

As the notes grow quieter so do the memories your voice leaves, your smell leaves, your touch leaves, your taste leaves.

But I don't want it to go. I'm not ready to forget I'm not ready to leave you like you left me.

So the music speeds up again more and more memories flooding in my mind making me sad, happy, scared, worried- like the time we were little jumping of swings, you fell and cried and when you cried I cried.

Every note I hear reminds me of you, but then the notes stop. Your gone
I'm gone
Everyone is gone in the end it's only a matter of time.