The keys seem different now, as if they withdraw from my touch, as if memories of when we used to connect so much… it pains them to feel like my hands were another’s, angry with me like a jealous lover… too long in between our sessions, I apologize but still feel no affection! So we do this dance like strangers that once were close, delaying and wasting just what matters most… Time! Could it be its all within my mind? Maybe guilt for the fact that this is what I love to do? Then why has it been so long if that were true? Life can get in the way of what we desire, make the most sincere into liars, depending on what side that you stand on, the view of life or the side that just went wrong! As my hands slow their shaking and the keys lessen their aching the start of the healing begins but there will be many more letters to strike before we’re in love again! Pride and excuses, reasons and the truth all summed up in I missed you to!