Waiting for Angels to fly!

I'm probably missing my piano very much.
It's gone, a part of me is missing.
I miss my NAFA days, everytime I hear the piano playing,
I feel a part of me ticking. I don't show it, I'm not the best player,
When I watch a theatre show, my hair on my arm stands straight up.
When I hear an instrument in the distance, I turn and become alert...

If I could be plugged in 24/7 I would love to be...
But yes to make room for my new nephew, to get some little cash and for saving some space at home,
My piano's gone...
As much as it's gone, I feel like a part of me has gone too.
Can't explain this feeling much but I'll be home for a month, I just hope the changes aren't that big.