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He sat and listened to the way the notes sounded under his weathered fingers as he nudged along a slow and steady tune from the black and ivory keys. It tugged gently at something inside him, as it did every time. Then in came the haunting beauty of the violin and he felt his breath being stolen with every connection of bow and strings. He raised his eyes to where her fluid movements brought silky sound. He couldn't regain himself. Tears fell in rapid succession onto his unwavering hands. He ...

The large wings of a pale cream moth beat frantically against the ugly orange light of the phone booth. The glow of the cubicle beckons me from the snow covered bench where I'm waiting to catch my bus home. It's been nothing short of a long and lonely night. The plastic doors moan softly, a sound that closely mimics disgust, as if they know what comes next. I brace my hands against the walls looking at the metal contraption, surrounded by the heat of my whiskey soaked breath and the Sharpied ...

play me all your favorite sad and slow songs hold me in your arms and say those words again I'll look into your eyes and trace patterns on your skin there's not an inch of you I'm not in love with I find myself always wishing you were here and, oh, how time crawls without you may my heart always hold a special place for you there's not an inch of you I'm not in love with we never really have to say a thing our biology carries on a conversation of its own the movement of your chest and the cur...