Nocturne #20 – My Best Nocturne Ever

This is my best nocturne. And it is empty. Because some feelings are too vast to be contained by the shape of words. Some stories are so real, they simply cannot be told. This story is not to be read. It is to be felt. It exists in the silence that lingers behind the music. In the void that speaks volumes. And still, I am sure you can read it.