It wasn't just writing about her troubled life.

It was the love she saw but never got to experience.

It wasn't just a symphony of beautiful notes.

It was the love she never got but knew other people felt.

It wasn't just lyrics of sweetness and angst.

It was the dream she dreamt.

It wasn't just writing about his "perfect" life.

It was the love he once had but lost.

It wasn't just the words sung from his mouth.

It was the untold story of a beautiful, lonely type of broken.

It wasn't just the melody he composed.

It was the reality he realized.

It was a tale of two hearts.

Not just one lonely heart fighting, but two.

Two lonely hearts finding the reason for their existence.