I hear thunder rumbling in the distance. The song on the radio plays almost an eerie heartbreaking mixture of ghostly tales and tragic loves. The violins echo screams of an unforgotten romance trapped by a doomed fate.
The piano cries out a consistent unfailing sadness of a love that will never exsist.
For most time seems to pass too quickly but for some hours seem like an eternity and death.. death is the final passing of an already living lifeless corpse.
-me