To Feel

I like listening to soft and somber music.

It highlights the gentle colors in the room

And it accentuates and exaggerates the gaseous, amorphous feelings that have been rotating and circling around each other.

The music becomes this fishing hook that gently catches, reels in, and draws out my emotions.

Or even a ceiling that’s slowly opened

And these feelings just

Float up,

Out,

And away

Like helium balloons.

And I let my head fall back and my wings extend as they escape and some return to help me levitate.

Music really is amazing.

It can stir up passion in your blood, it can be your safe place to cry.

It can be the stimulant that unlocks and provokes your anger and pent up aggression,

Or it can be the blanket of peace that soothes and calms the warring storms inside your heart.

Music can remind you of the rush of risk.

And you’re back.

To when he played that song and you both laid down, parallel and untouched souls,

But the ballad was whispering for you to reach out and trust love.

Four times

Your hand uncurled,

Your fingers extended,

Sliding with hesitance towards his,

But you retreated with fear.

Four times.

Music can remind you of lost promises.

Your dad driving you to preschool, singing a sweet song about the honesty in love and the safety and hope it can bring.

He’s trying to teach you the words,

But you hum the melody, 4 teeth smiling behind your lips.

“This is gonna be our song, Lolo.”

And that moment,

That love,

That promise

Was branded on your heart forever.

Music is a powerful force.