Find a quite place.
Headphones on.
I sit and imagine the music that used to be played.
What happened to those days.
Loneliness now fills the space.
This room is filled with things we used to dream.
Everything now is on the shelf.
Maybe another day and time, the sound of this guitar will come alive.
Peace of mind.
C
Find a quite place. Headphones on. I sit and imagine the music that used to be…
