
03
Apr
“You will go on and meet someone else and I’ll just be a chapter in your tale, but for me, you were, you are, and you always will be, the whole story” ~Marian Keyes, The Other Side of the Story
For you, I suppose, I am just an instrument you played to pass the time. I was a clarinet, or perhaps a flute, something small and shrill, easy to be ignored, but capable of captivatingly beautiful melodies if pressed to the soft lips of a truly talented musician. And what a musician you were.