Music To My Ears

You’re like a favorite song.

My ears perk up.

I hear the texture.

The dance between the melody and harmony.

Feel how I felt the first time I heard it.

Visualize the colors of the song.

I see the story the lyrics tell.

I know how it makes me feel.

I sing.

Sometimes it’s perfect.

Sometimes my voice cracks.

I get goosebumps.

A chill up my spine.

I cry.

But most importantly, I love.

Unconditionally.

Sometimes I crave hearing you when it’s not a good time.

I’m not near a speaker.

I’m in a library.

I need that silence.

But you’re rooted so deep in me, i can’t turn you off.

I can’t even meditate.

I’m listening to someone else talk, but all I can think of is you.

You ring so loudly in my ears.

I find myself humming subconsciously.

I hear my favorite song in my head.

I know it so well.

The rhythm, the chord progressions, the lyrics.

I still love it.

I still feel it.

But sometimes it gets too stuck in my head.

And it plays and play and spirals and plays.

Just one line, one thought,

Fixating over and over.

How do you get a song out of your head?

How do you turn down the volume.

You can listen to it.

Justify the memory.

Validate the repetition by playing it.

But sometimes you need to listen to something else.

To clear your head.

To release the song.

To make room for a new one.

You’re my favorite song.

I’ll always love you the most.

But sometimes I need to enjoy the silence.