Our love wasn't ordinary, far from it. The relationship was unhealthy and we both knew it. Thriving on drugs and parties to keep us happy, keep us going, we pretended to be normal. We acted as though everything was fine, everything was a-okay. But it wasn't. We knew it wasn't. Things weren't the same as they were before. We struggled to keep it up, but we didn't want to let go of each other. We had problems... But at least we loved each other. That part would always stay the same.

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It's always been the two of us since I remember, as Tom (my dad) left us when I was just a toddler. He never accepted mum's complete dedication to music and I think this is what caused them to break up. I'll never forgive him for giving up on us, and even more for not being there when mum fell ill. But he was too busy raising his new family I guess. And now that we have to live under the same roof, I feel like he’s no more than a stranger to me. Fortunately, I still have my music. No matter what happens around me, I know that I can always find refuge in music. It's hard to explain but as I sit at the piano the world hushes and my soul starts to sings. And I still have my Big Dream - to get into Julliard and become a great pianist as my Mum. The most famous conservatory in the world and New York City are waiting for me! I just have to nail an important audition that is just a few weeks away.. Fingers crossed!!