Ballad in Blues

Suddenly in that o’clock of unfamiliar loneliness, she is missing every single one who came into her life, created memory and then left her altogether.

Maybe she is just thinking of the latest one who walked away a year ago, but it will not mean much to wake up her brain to analyse and answer if she is right at this moment, when she is enjoying feeling her heart flying along the melody of sweet love songs that are being played by a jazz band in front of her.

She believes she is already drunk by the alcoholic drinks she have had by that moment, for it should not have been like this. After a few songs, she starts to feel that flying heart of herself is breaking into pieces in the air and slowly falling down. The thick pinky smoke blown into the bar from those sweet melodies cannot prevent these pieces from hitting the floor at all.

Suddenly in that o’clock of unfamiliar loneliness, she is missing every single one who came into her life, created memory and then left her altogether.

Maybe she is just thinking of the latest one who walked away…

she is enjoying feeling her heart flying…

she is already drunk…

for it should not have been like this…

breaking into pieces…                                                                       The thick pinky smoke…                                                                                        cannot prevent these pieces from hitting the floor at all.

Suddenly…                              unfamiliar loneliness, she is missing…


Suggested soundtrack: Vocalise, Op. 34, No. 14 (Arr. for Cello and Piano) by Sergei Rachmaninoff – Markus Stocker & Viktor Yampolsky