underdog

i used to put in my earbuds
because i found no music in the world
i loathed its every sound
because every echo reminded me
of my choking loneliness
and then
you barged into my life
like an unwanted visitor
who put his feet up on the kitchen table
ate all my chocolate
left all the little things in disarray
and i suddenly found
music in everything
the hum of a quiet house
the knocks of raindrops on the window
(begging to be let in)
the brush of bare feet on hardwood floors
and most of all
the crash and chaos
of your voice inside my head