She used to sing a lot, but now he wondered why she had been very silent. Often she walks alone, sometimes even unnoticed. He wondered what had happened. How can a human so alive today be dead tomorrow?
He only knew the answer when she died. Her coffin echoed a quiet melody which brought the mass into tears. At first her death was a surprise to all, especially to him, but now he knew what caused it. Deep within her were restrained feelings of excitement, anxiety, sadness, and even love. The reason why she stopped singing– only he knew about it for he told her to. The quiet melody went on and on– a song unsung that was supposed to be heard by all.
A song unsung that was supposed to be heard by him.
~January 22, 2017; 00:30, Monday~