QUARTER NOTES

Every day,
I hear songs and think of you.
The days are the quarter notes,
my heartbeats are the sixteenth notes.
The times I think of you are the high notes,
the times I think of you are the low notes.
The times that I am alone, are the solo.
The times that I am with friends, are the band.
But you were always first chair.
And without you, the orchestra isn't the same.