"Your face is like a melody, it won't leave my head"

Strings of gold and black
They, since forever, get me attached
To the one that made the sound
To the one that would fast become my mental wound
Notes and words
Opened new horizons, created untouched worlds
In my mind
Made me see more, made me blind
Rock 'n' roll was his lullaby
Soon enough my favourite place to hide
Somewhere in between
The all what ifs and the should've been
Stood destiny
With her fetish of testing me
Spreading flowers and joy
Made my heart a zero to three years toy
My eyes sparkle and shine
My fantasies never becoming mine
Threw a him here or there
Just to make me tear
The heart and the strings
And a few hand written things
Then make another joke
And another one was awoke
With a six pack of strings coloured in gold and black
To the very beginning we'll head back
With my mind we'll play
And the melody will remain standing in my way

(P. S. The drawing you see under the text is my work)