Moonlight Sonata

I knew already it was too late when the other passengers stopped running by my cabin door. Well, maybe not out of time, but out of luck for sure. I knew what was coming. I sat at the piano. I just stared at it for a moment, then I played. I played the song that said so much to me. Moonlight Sonata. I played as the water began seeping into my room. Up to my ankles now, and I don't really mind. I continue playing, trying to find the rhythm isn't too hard. I thought it would be difficult to play when the end is so near. I thought I would be nervous. The melody sounds just right, I can feel it in my chest. Perfect. This piano was out of tune at the beginning of our voyage, but now it sounds just right. The sound of sweet sorrow resonates throughout the corridor, all the poor souls that will go down with this ship can perhaps enjoy their last moments. A man stops at my door, he and his daughter peer in at me. The water is up to my knees now, but I don't care. I look to the man, I look in his eyes. There is a certain security there, as if I know him. I do not, but I feel like I do. The water is just below my waist as I sit at the piano. I look back to that man every few moments. I recognize him now, he is from a dream. I dreamt I would look in this mans eyes and see the world I never saw. I realize now this man is death, but he is also life. He is fear but he is security. I look to him and see my death, I look to him and see my future. The water is rising faster. It is not as cold as I thought would be. It's not so bad. It's not so bad to be so close to death, not with him here. The water rushes over my hands now, I continue pressing the keys. The sound is dying, I am dying. The man comes to me and places his hand on my shoulder. "I still think of you." I say, "I tried to let go, but I could not." He says nothing. "I have been with you since the beginning." He looks down to me as the water begins to cover my shoulders, he says "And I am still with you at the end." I stand, he wades through the door. I stand alone in my last moments, watching the only person that ever mattered walk away from me. We will both die tonight, but it is I who has made the mistake. I never said enough.

I am sure you drown that night, or perhaps you were never there at all. I just hope when you look to the sea, you think of me and all the things that never could be.