You woke up again because of the same recurring dream you've been having for the past few months. Each dream felt like a story being told to you indirectly. His face getting clearer with every dream and you could swear he made you feel like you belonged. Taking a few deep breaths you laid in bed staring at the ceiling. "It feels like I'm home with you" you thought to yourself before sleep took over. The next day you heard there was a music show being held. Being a keen enthusiast you decided to visit. Looking around you saw pictures of a young pianist, "my first love" titled the show. Your heart raced but you were soon to gather yourself. Stepping inside you came in contact with a beautiful
piano at the centre and the pianist who looked completely engulfed in the song. The song you heard played in your dream several times. A huge ballroom, the exact same setting. You and him, he played his song for you as you swayed along through the night. "This song will bring us back, no matter what" he says at the end of the dream. Everything comes crashing down to you as you begin to realise, it was your lost first love. Just this time in another place, time and life. You hadn't noticed the empty room until his voice brings you back, "like I said darling, this song will bring us together in any life" he says while you hug him like he'd disappear. That was how the unfinished story of two hearts was finally complete.
