Her Timidity Sings

I heard my new favorite song tonight, the first that she'd ever written. Her fingers shook as they struck the first key. It was simple and it was honest. I told her I wouldn't watch her play, but halfway through I looked up. Her eyes were shut as she sang, her foot kept time. She mumbled through the words she didn't want me to hear...


(I wrote this over a year and a half ago and almost cried reading it over fresh tonight.)