So hard to not cry, yet so hard to cry

You're not feeling enough.
It's appassionato.
Play it with your heart, she says.

I know, my ten fingers alone aren't enough for this. I know.
My heart is mine, yes, but I can't control how it feels.
How I feel.

3 down, 3 more to go.
And I've got one last day before the practical.

Tomorrow, I will make my heart cry.
Appassionato.

Cheer me on, will you?