I take a seat on the edge of his bed and let my eyes roam around his room especially since his not here to watch me.
I catch a glimpse of something on his wall
No freaking way
I can feel my heart in my chest, and i have to mentally remind my self to take a breath.
I feel like i am in a trance
It feels like a dream ..it better not be a fucking dream.
With shaky legs i walk towards the piano nestled in the corner of the room where it is.
My favourite panting in the entire world rests perched above it.
The closer i get to it, the more unreal it seems.
It's here, it's real and I'm here too.
Standing in front of it.
A painting that i recognize so well because of how many times i have studied, i have it practically memorized.
I am standing infront of the most iconic painting in the world(in my opinion)
The Red Vineyard by vincent van gogh the greatest artist of all time.
This was the painting that made me fall in love with art when i was nine actuall all of his work did tgat for me but this one,i may sound like a pretentious hippie creative but its the truth..it quite literally spoke to my soul.
I saw it in one of my moms magazines,i had seen nothing like it before then it was new different and i liked it i loved it i welcomed it with open arms because it made me feel whole.
It made me feel real.
I even recreated one of his paintings,my mom loves it.
The Red vineyard.
My favorite painting in the entire world is in his room
What are the odds.
I would have never taken him for an art lover
Or maybe he isn't, maybe he was bored and didn't know what to spend his Allowance money on so he bought a fancy painting.
Oh my gosh what is wrong with me, that was so rude and judgemental ,i dont know him i shouldn't just assume he is some spoiled rich pretentious bastard.