““Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.” - E.E. Cummings”
Once upon a time, a young Beethoven had a crush a beautiful woman named Elise. Elise shared his love of piano and was trying to learn herself. Unlike him, she was very new to piano and wasn’t very good yet. Whenever she told anyone she was taking piano lessons, they would immediately tell her to play something and she would get embarrassed.
When learning of her problems, Beethoven immediately started writing a song that was easy to play but still sounded lovely.
Before finishing it though, Beethoven had come to find out that Elise was dating a man and was set to be married. He immediately made the next part of the song extremely fast and difficult to play cause he was angry he got cucked. If you can even call it that. Now with that context, I beg of you: Listen To Für Elise.
““That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.” - Kaui Hart Hemmings”
