Music was never something I obsessed over.
Dumb icebreaker questions were thrown at me
“what’s your favorite music?” Or “Who is your favorite artist?”
The answer was always the same
“I don’t listen to music”

Silence welcomed me and I welcomed it
Music was foreign
The life I have never was interested eventually though
Places that I frequented or even lived in during the summer
Music played
Always

The silence that welcomed me and I welcomed back
Faded to black gone like the credit screen after a movie
The music I hummed to and began to sing to was odd to me
Oddities turned to happiness
happiness turned to sadness
Sadness turned to excitement
Each emotion dependent on the song

Now I’m desperate to catch up
Catch up on the excitement of all the songs people listen to
So I can be pleased by music just like everyone else.