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3 things i can say with confidence and 1 thing i can't

I could say that I like art

But what I'd mean to say is

I like how it makes me feel

I like when it appeals to my own aesthetic

Or makes me see through someone else's eyes

I like that I don’t have to necessarily understand a piece to enjoy it

I like how looking at a photograph can take you back to a memory

Or how a film can make you feel empathy for someone you’ve never even met.

 

It's simple to say that I like music

But what I’d mean by that is

I like how it makes me feel

I like that a good beat can leave my feet uncontrollably

Tap, tap, tapping

And a soulful lyric can leave my heart dizzy for days

or how a good, solid forte piano can bring me to the edge of my seat

I like that an arrangement of notes can make me long for a place I’ve never been

or that feeling I get when I hear my favorite song come on at the store

 

It'd be safe to assume that I can say I like dance

But what I actually mean is that

I like how it makes me feel

How the delicate motion of someone else’s body set to music can move me to tears  

and when the beat of the music travels through my own limbs like an electric current

when it leaves me out of breath

or how positively free I feel when I'm dancing alone to Beyoncé in my underwear

 

It wouldn’t be too far of a stretch for someone to maybe possibly say that there's an itty bitty sliver of a chance that

I like you

I mean

I like how you make me feel

Like my whole body is on fire and I’m caught in a rainstorm

like my stomach is full of ants but it’s okay because I’m an anteater

Like a little kid who lost his mom at the store but somehow found the candy isle

Like I’d spend a whole day just trying to make you laugh

 

I like that art, music, and dance make me think of you

and that that’s all I’m left to think about

art, music, dance

and you

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Written by
foresthag
20 / Non-binary
Published
Jan 20, 2017
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#dance#art#crush#music#empathy#likeyou#ilikeyou
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