My Piano Needs to be Tuned

The Woods Project.

A girl and her mandolin

This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Written in

April 22, 2025

Mypianoreallyneedstobetuned

The end had to come.

Eventually.

And I got the feeling.

It was time for my leaving.

Just as well

You walked away.

Bc it was too hard for me

To break my gaze

A little sad,

Yes, but knowing.

It’s well past time to get going.

And nothing is a real goodbye.

See you on another side.