Falling For The Deaf Girl

It was a dark, sad, miserable day that Friday afternoon, even though it was sunny outside. The news that my sweet, gentle mother had died suddenly from an undiscovered brain aneurysm was way too drastic for me to handle. I remember my brother tightly hugging me as the ambulance came to take my mother away. I always thought he was the stronger one from the two of us. But her death affected my father the most. He blamed himself for what happened to her, and well three days later, there were two graves that needed to be occupied. For me, I let out my anger, pain and frustration trough music. It was like an outlet through which I could express my feelings. It was the only way I could let go of the past, the painful past and be myself. But for my older brother, his outlet for frustration was drugs. He eventually died of overdose by the age of 23. Now, here I am, 21 years old with no college, no money, no brother and no family. All of the above is the reason why I live life with a very strict motto. "Music is the most important thing in my life." It's what keeps me going through the day. But all that changed, everything I believed in and everything I thought I knew changed when I met her. I had nothing left to lose in my life. So I find myself asking this question, Will she be the savior of my damaged heart or will she become the worst mistake I ever made?