I'm sorry I'm sorry that you got played by me I'm sorry that your case was never any good So when i dropped your case, with you in it You flew every where I'm sorry that you didn't get cleaned that much I'm sorry that i threw you on the couch when i got frustrated with you I'm sorry for when i bent one of your keys an moved it back in line myself I'm sorry that i thought i was a great flute player though i have always been breathy I'm sorry for always playing Pirates of the Caribbean I'm sorry for the life i gave you Blessing I'm sorry that i played you so much, that you are now un-fixable Blessing, you probably think that, that is the best way to live but it isn't You were always proud of me and sang for me when i wanted you to sing. You think you had a good life as a beginner flute You were supposed to last for twice as much as you did And that was my fault I played you to death But, that day, when they told me that you weren't fixable You were smiling You were happy with the life you had You were, no, you are happy because i am still improving You still smile If flutes could talk Your voice would be old and jagged But you would tell me how proud you are of me You would tell me how much you enjoyed not getting cleaned every five seconds when a smudge would appear You did't care that i dropped you sometimes Because i was always there to make sure you were okay When i played you just now You sang to me just like old times Always having trouble with those E's and F's Always having trouble with Stacatose We were once one, we still are one And that is like having a part of me sit on a shelf for weeks and weeks before you can get played But even when i play Hymn, you smile at me. You know me and Hymn sound great, better than we were. And that is why you smile. I'm still very sorry, though you tell me not to be sorry You tell me that you had a wonderful flute life though it was cut in half. I love you Blessing, you are still, and will always be, a part of me.
Didn't know i was poetic, did ya So what if i name my flutes!! So what if i can see them talk!! gotta problem with that I don't care what you think! It is what makes me happy!!
I had to get that of my chest, I could of added more and more to that but i didn't want to be too long and sad...
your not the only one who thinks of their instrument is alive X3 the second I carried my viola out of the store I gave it a name and i still refer to that name today.
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