Note after note I play. I have become lost in my own music and for a wile I could do nothing else, helpless to my own creation. All I have done to keep myself safe I needed someone else to pull me form a horrible bliss. Turning away form the object of my desire knowing it still with in reach I take in the reality around me. My heart still full of warmth and my forehead both tingling and pulsing with a life of its own. I try to stand but stumble falling over, she reaches out to me with a smile and says, "Even you need help sometimes."