I always treated piano like my only friend that would ever understood me.


    I never thought about the day that paion would ever leaving me alone like anybody else.


    I wonder when it started?


    when did my suffering start ?


    Every time I touch piano, Ifeel like a hand coming out from piano and suffocating me, Icouldn''t breathe anymore.


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    Piano was like my soul, a part of me


    I thought the piano left me but it turned that I was the one who left it.


    If piano left me then everything will distorted because from the start I only have piano for me but now I don''t have anything.


    Here when my suffering started.


    Or in other words here when I Realized my suffering that I was running from.