Without Music Life Would Be A Mistake Novels & Stories

At times, silence is needed to know which step to take, which train station to get off at, and how to continue the journey. Do you know what the great mystery of life is? It's just that you only learn to live by living. And every life is unique! It would be very easy if the mistakes in the lives of others and the learnings could be transferred from person to person. It turns out that making mistakes is part of life, just don't make mistakes who do nothing.

A subtle swallow, the rhythmic rise and fall of his Adam's apple, a muscle subtly tensing in his jaw—all beneath the scrutiny of his burning gaze fixed on me. "I have often wished for background music in real life. You know, like in the movies? You meet someone, and violins start playing. You make a mess and get a sad melody. When you first walked into my life, it was silent, no musical cues. Yet, gradually, I started to sense the music, understanding it wasn't just about the sound but about what the other person made me feel. And now whenever you kiss me, I can hear the violins in my head."

I say softly forgetting about the cameras. “Rae...” he sighs. I continue ignoring the worry in his voice. “Every line felt like I was telling a story about this great love and losing this person without warning and missing them while finding their things around you and that void of losing them just gets bigger and bigger. Does that make sense? But in a sense I want the music to flip those feelings. Like even though my life is falling apart I’ll dance like nothing is wrong. Like there’s power in pain...”

The promises we made in the moonlit forest, in the end, were no match for the passage of time and the distance formed between our hearts. Leon's death was the final price he paid for his mistakes, while Lucas' choice to stay at the border to atone marked a heavy, final chapter to this twisted story. I leaned against Kane's shoulder, feeling his warmth. Sean chattered away beside me, telling funny stories that happened at the army camp. Sunlight streamed through the window, warming us and making everything feel peaceful and perfect. My old wounds were like faded scars. They existed, but they no longer hurt. The road ahead was still long, but I knew that as long as I had Kane and Sean by my si

I've never done this before, and also I don't have anyone to accompany me. I walked towards the bar counter and ordered myself a liquor. I drank it while watching everyone having fun inside the club. I can spot a few people making out in the dim light corners. Some are dancing their hearts out, and some are just here enjoying the drinks… like me I stared at my drink, and imagined what my life would be if I hadn't met Damian. I probably wouldn't get hurt or be miserable like I am now. I guess this is the price of loving someone a lot. Got betrayed, used, and cheated on.

However, in this life, even after I stepped aside, they still didn't end up together? "Come home. The Truss family heir position was always meant for you. Your mother cries over that family photo every day. S-She really misses you." Dad's exhausted voice came through the phone, shocking me all over again. In my previous life, I waited a lifetime hoping they would really look at me and love me the way I loved them. Even when I died, that hope never came true. In this life, I had let everything go, yet now they were all scrambling to apologize to me. It was honestly laughable.

"I became king. And handling politics, warfare, and diplomacy, there wasn't time for... indulgences." "Music isn't an indulgence," I said. "It's a necessity. Without it, we're just…" I paused and searched for the words. "Empty vessels going through life." He looked at me with an expression I couldn't quite read. The longer he stared, the more my dream came flooding back. I could still feel his hands on my skin and his mouth… Heat flared through my body again, and I knew my nipples were probably visible through my thin nightgown.

ripples through the air, promptly melting the tension in my body away as my hands dance fluidly across the piano. Music has always been my refuge even during the misery of my marriage to Daniel, but after all that happened months ago, it became my lifeline. Since then, I've forced myself into numbness, knowing that if I allow myself to delve into the abyss, I may never resurface again. Now, I only express myself through music, living my life guarded and keeping everyone at a distance because if the people I once called family could betray me so cruelly, I can only imagine the harm strangers might inflict.

Once upon a younger year When all our shadows disappeared The animals inside came out to play Went face to face with all our fears Learned our lessons through the tears Made memories we knew would never fade I bump my head from to and fro, hearing the next song. “Dude, this is supposedly the music you are playing.” I muttered with a chuckle. “Yes, and this is supposedly what life is.” After saying that, he step on the gas and the car automatically run wild, making me scream on top of my lungs with an obvious big smile.

broken. "But I've learned guilt eats you until you're empty from inside. Sometimes things happen and you never wanted to do them. You regret every minute and hate yourself. It isn't bad feeling guilt and regret. It isn't bad feeling your mistakes. But you can't let your one bad scene ruin your life." Since when he started giving advice? Maybe he was always like this and I never knew or rather I never tried to find it out. "Life is like photography. If one picture get blurred, it doesn't mean you can't take more pictures. You can take more and be better than before. One mistake doesn't mean your life is ended." He passed me a smile and I returned it back.