Ally introduced me to Illenium,

I listen to Alec Benjamin because Zoe mentioned him in passing,

Samia sits in my library because Sean sent me one song,

Jax’s tunes entered my brain through my sister’s constant humming of Victoria’s Secret,

John Meyer hold a place in my heart after my mom’s numerous carpool drive jams,

A good song never dies is now a regular sound because Sam pointed it out from an animatic.

These songs have imprinted on my consciousness,

Returned in bits and pieces

throughout my days.

They strum

and drum

and roll

and cry

Until I let them out

Until I let them lie.

Through a hum or

off my tongue,

Vocals spilling in the halls.

All the songs I’ve loved before

They sing for no applause.