And he looks at me like I'm something worth holding onto.

You can do better than me, but I can't do better than you.

I miss playing the piano. I miss the guitar. I miss singing. SO! I've resolved to work an hour into my schedule to practice everyday. To be honest I don't know how long this will last, but I think its worth losing an hour of sleep. Its a scary thing to pick up a piece of music and realize that your sight reading skills aren't what they used to be.