Alone in the Garage
Someone is listening in the rain
For three days, nobody came to the garage.
But I kept practicing my guitar every night.
I was playing the same song again and again.
My fingers were bleeding, but I did not stop.
I wanted to better for my friends.
On the fourth night, I was playing very .
The garage was quiet, and the was falling.
Suddenly, I heard a small sound outside the door.
I stopped playing and listened very carefully.
Someone was standing quietly in the cold .
I opened the door slowly and looked outside.
Mei was standing there with a .
"I was listening to you," she said in a small voice.
"Your guitar sounded and sad," she added.
I did not know what to say to her.
"I was practicing your fast song," I told her.
Mei's eyes grew wide, and she stepped .
"You were playing my song?" she asked .
"Yes. Maybe you were right about it," I said.
We stood in the and did not move.
The was falling behind her back.
"I am about the fight," we both said.
Then we laughed, because we spoke at the same time.
That cold, rainy night slowly became a warm one.