Piano Keys

It's kept in a room of high ceiling, gold, and rose walls, but not alone as through the day it is accompanied by a woman who finds the peace and at the same time the power in simply sitting down next to a piano, not just any piano, a piano which was around all her life. Since she never had the opportunity to explore a lot as a girl, music became her outlet when feeling the most alone, all the happiness and sadness became one of the most beautiful melodies every time she sat down on that little chair. Every morning and sometimes through the evening, while entering the room, with her dark blue dress, setting her hair free, let alone she begins to play the piano keys, as her eyes close shut, everything becomes a beautiful black and white, with the vision of herself dancing barefoot in the open air, every single touch of the piano gives her something nothing ever has before, the burst to feel alive and effortlessly powerful. This talent of hers has become a remedy, whenever the woman performs in front of an audience, anyone who comes across the sound of this music never fails to be impacted because whenever she plays, the crowd spontaneously starts swaying around, slow dancing, some just sit there with a glance of such enjoyment, it's as if regardless of anyone's situation, they suddenly come alive, take the initiative that the thought of her high keynotes can be taken as beautiful, wild, and boisterous. The surroundings and setting become present, this woman performed like no other, so remarkable that when the time comes to perform in towns, cities, or in a different country, the tickets sell out almost immediately.

There's no denying that this pianist is a mysterious and lovely woman, but the way she played alone was a secret for years, her true touch, it was much more intense, much more personal, it was like letting out everything one held inside. Despite being afraid that other people would see this side of her, she chose to switch it up and declare what was truly her, letting those fearful feelings go, allowing her to be true to herself, a wonderful artist, but also a bit of a mess who simply just manages to make it look so spontaneous. A month later, making her way to the city of London, sitting in front of 2,000 people, not thinking of anything else at the time, was when at the start of the performance, it came to her attention that never has there been a time that within the shows she opened her eyes to acknowledge around, was it that she was so used to how it made her feel and not to the people around, the best of moments were the hours spent in that room, but it was about time to live, to do something different, to start doing what best fulfilled her, not only for herself but for others, looking around, you would see that every single person in the room was so lightened, some laughing, others cheerfully dancing, for that moment was one to never forget, to know you personally have impacted the lives of so many is unforgettable and irreplaceable. When the night was near to ending, she decides to take a walk around London, it is when turning to the right to only see that out of the thousands of people walking by, the most iconic bridge in the city, The Tower Bridge, was shining down on her, oh if only you would have looked into her eyes, see that sparkle you'd understand how breathtaking the moment was.