If your heart is a piece of music, let me pour my soul into it as I play each stanza.

I think my feelings for you can best be described by a long piano solo. The sound a piano makes can turn the world into a lonely, desolate place; or it can turn the world into a jovial and beautiful place. This is exactly the way you make me feel. My love goes through its peaks and valleys, but that is what makes it worthwhile. Because, if I was happy with you all of the time, I would never truly feel love for you. And so, the piano, with its melodic arpeggios and hollowed choruses, best describes my love. Of course, you should know that I can't play a single note well. My attempts sound broken and misshapen, as though my fingers were somehow incapable of touching the key correctly. When I think of you, my mind breaks apart and every piece of me melts into childish fantasies. So my fingers come clumsily crashing against each piano key. But, even if my fingers fail me, I assure you that I am a concert pianist when I play with my heart.