Tactless

You clicked
I clicked
I thought
I sent
You replied
I followed-up
You stabbed
I tried to apologize/clarify
But was blocked

I moved on

People through song:

(Click the above title to view the actual songs that were linked)
The first:

The rebound/lie:

The flings:


The tease:


The aid to self-realization:


The potential second:
Will be shared once it happens.

Mind music

It started with an F chord
Those notes slashed his eardrums amidst the darkness
A welcome twinge nods his mind's eye

And so he begins to play
His fingers gliding slowly upon the keys in front of him as he rides the music in his mind
Soon, all tentativeness is gone and it goes into a crescendo
And his hands struggle with finding the proper sounds echoing inside of him

Silence quickly covers the room
"Time for dinner," says a somewhat distant voice
"The world moves on without you"