Just The Beginning

When I first met her, I was lost, with no light in a dark world; but she showed me happiness and love when no other would. I knew immediately that I loved her, and since then those feelings have matured into a brilliant-romantic love. Even though she knows my feelings, she does not share them; and though I accept that and respect her, I cannot let go.

She inspired me to learn to play piano; because back then I thought that if I played, she would feel differently toward me.

I have written 5 sonatas and 2 piano concertos/1 violin concerto expressing the DEEP affection I have for her.. But no matter how much I pour into these beautiful pieces, she is unmoved and I am left cold inside (resulting in the creation of many requiems and my 3rd piano concerto, which express a deep sorrow).

I wrote my "Sonata No. 2, Field of Dreams" for her to express the joy I felt when with her.

My first masterpiece, "Claritus Amor, The Grand Serenade" was a major attempt to "serenade" her.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ts8a5zyo6ak

And on Valentine's Day this year I composed my 2nd Piano Concerto, "Black Rose" and gave it to her as a gift.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JR-31rowc3A&feature=mfu_in_order&list=UL

But no matter what, all of it seems in vain.

This August I want to do something even greater, and I have started composing my first symphony in her honor.

Music has become the only way to express how dearly I love her, and how painful those unrequited feelings have been.

It's all I can do.