I guess it's the only thing that will never change for me. It's always there ... patient, only expecting it to be played and didn't mind however I do it.

I never did take good care of it. I'd be careless sometimes that I caused it to have scratches on its skin. I haven't changed the strings ever since I bought it from my crushie.

Suddenly, I would think all this and promise myself to treat it better, make better music with it. Never let it go. Only to put it back in its case under my bed, with the songhits and songbooks on top.

I guess it'll never change for me. Unless ofcourse, termites begin renting with us.