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My Best Friend’s Guitar

My best friend has an acoustic guitar, it is his guitar and no one else’s, he says. He sings with her and cries with her, he can’t stop playing her. It is his favorite, his only one. He has written lots of songs with her. When he has her, his imagination just goes and goes. Her sound, her strings, her frets, her color, her mahogany smell, everything about her is just the reason he can’t stop playing it. The sounds she makes are indescribable, he says he can feel them but can’t explain them at all. He explains that her sounds are like codes, you have to listen closely and try to discover what it really is trying to say. It is amazing how can six strings take him far away. He takes her everywhere, from house to house, from one city to another, he has even taken her to two different countries. When he has her in his hands it feels like we lose him. He starts playing and gets lost in every chord progression he plays. He has given some concerts and of course, he plays his unique beautiful guitar. He sits down and starts to write songs, but when he feels he has no inspiration, he just grabs her and starts playing random progressions and that will help him go on. If it wasn’t for the guitar, he wouldn’t have had written that many good songs. With her he writes the good and bad moments, to the happy and sad feelings, and to the sober and fun times. Whenever he is alone or surrounded by people, he is always talking about her or making music with her. He delights everyone’s ears with the music they make. They together make great music and lyrics. Wherever you see him, you will see her too. Every time you listen to him singing, he will be accompanied by her sweet sounds of music. I have never seen someone so passionate about any possession. He takes care of her as if she were new. He has had her for a little more than five years and she is still in good shape. She has helped him to hide from tough times and also to express himself when he is shy. She is like his second mouth. She shouts for him whenever he can’t and she does it majestically. He really loves his guitar.