Kiss The Rain Piano Chords Novels & Stories

She's grinning at her while saying that. Knowing what she said, she also got off from the bed and went back to her room. *...*...* While searching for the video, her ears caught a slight beautiful sound from her neighbor's room. 'He might be playing his piano right now.' She stops tapping on her laptop and enjoys the music of 'kiss the rain' he played right now. Without her noticing, she actually feels so calm to hear he played it every night. He always played it around her bedtime. After a whole tiring day and listening to a piece of good music Xui Li played, she feels so calm, making her easy to fall asleep.

Hastily, I grabbed the guitar again and looked down at it, to distract myself. "I think we should switch it to F#m, C#m, E, A… in the chorus I mean… so…" I played the chords, improvising a strumming pattern. When I looked up, she was smiling slightly, "What?" I asked slowly. "That was F#m, E, A, C#m…" She said grinning,"Nervous?" I was speechless, how had I played the wrong chords? "Erm… accident…" I stammered which only made her smile brighter.

He's all I want to see. And now he's all mine. Slowly, he lets me back up, grinning wildly. “I love you, Charlotte,” he whispers so that only I can hear him. Behind him, the waterfall dances down the rocks, filling the small pond just like Leo fills my heart. “I love you,” I whisper back, grinning so hard my face hurts. This is everything I could ever want: Leo and waterfall kisses.

Pushing aside my scattered thoughts, I placed my hands on the piano keys and began to play Traumerei for Aiden. The melody filled the room with its dreamy, tender notes. I lost myself in the piece, letting my fingers dance across the keys with practiced ease. The music spoke of gentle affection, of quiet moments treasured, of love expressed not through grand gestures but through steady presence. As the final note faded into silence, I looked up instinctively at Aiden. He was watching me intently, rolling something between his fingers - the mango candy he'd picked up earlier. "This piece," he said quietly, "was composed by Schumann for his beloved Clara."

18. Pancakes for Dinner Kiara My fingers pressed on the cool black and white keys of the piano, soft melody pouring out of it. I closed my eyes and breathed out as I played the last notes, ending the music with soft strokes. I smiled when his lips pressed on the crook of my neck. “That was beautiful,” he whispered, his hands running on my waist, warming my body. I pressed a chaste kiss on his lips, “Thank you. What’s for dinner?”

Owen quickly shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, the satin inside still warm from his body. I reached up, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Our lips met, the taste of the rain on his lips. I parted my lips and slipped my tongue inside of his mouth, which was so warm and inviting. His hand tangled itself in my wet hair and pulling me closer to him. Our bodies pressed together, the heat of his chest defying the cold of the rain. We stood there, kissing in the rain as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Raindrops pounded against the pavement, splattering against windows and shaking the baby leaves on the trees. I

They part from each other, eyes matching. Something is not right here. RAINE POV She’s a roach. I was hoping to have a relaxing night. I’d wow the crowds, have a few drinks, and head home. With Karen here, I could not do that. The fact that she’d show up, after saying she no longer was planning to attend, rubs me the wrong way. Her entrance into Mr.Davis’s circle was obviously strategic, I just couldn’t figure out why.

The song had a hidden message on it and it was forgive me with a kiss of death. Don’t know why my mind played that, but it felt nostalgic. Closing my eyes, I engross myself completely. My heart tug as my hands leisurely move. Each delicate movement was describing words. Sadness, happiness, regret, love. Tears slide down my face. In silence, I let my silent cries drown as the melody portrays what I feel. What I never expected was that when the last chord was played and I open my eyes. I found Faith leaning against the piano. His arms crossed and eyes close as he hums the melody.

She murmurs under a thunder light blow. I kiss her passionately with all the envy I have for her. We kiss and it seems to be an eternity, the sound of the raindrops get into harmony with my heart's beats and the thunder light sound doesn't seem to be bad to my ears but seems to be like a romantic melody just playing for this moment. I caress her and hold her arm delicately while bending her on my bed slowly.

I muttered, sitting at the chair near the doorway. My heart wished to sit beside her, but my haywire brain disagreed, not wanting to get confused again when I was still in the process of picking up myself. Lexa began touching the piano’s keys, playing a familiar piece of Yiruma’s Kiss the Rain. As I listened to her playing the sad music, I could not stop my eyes from brimming with tears while my heart asked me why I couldn’t just love Lexa instead.