all the songs i love listening to, all my neo soul, even my hip coldplay, they all seem so relevant during times like these. i appreciate my taste in music, the power of words for the lyrics speak to me in such a way where my soul is moved like never before. i appreciate good music. i appreciate the genre of storytelling over melodic tunes and smooth sweet harmony. what i treasure even more is that these artists are no longer artists, they are me, their stories their loves their experiences paralleling my own - see, musicians aren't any different than the rest of us. call it wallowing and drowing w/o a life vest in sight in a sea of pity depression and misery, but i call it healing. i call it understanding. i call it my soul unleashed.
so to the artists who are helping me to accept and love and let love live :
dwele
coldplay
justin timberlake (until the end of time, in particular)
corinne bailey rae,
i thank you from the bottom of my fuzzy unclear weak tired and severely fragmented heart.
and my next plan of action is to accept that :
while it may be painful and keep me sad and down alone at night, i know that end of the end we will reunite because what we had, the feeling, the fact that our hearts raced a mile a minute when the other came closer and closer inch by inch only making our hearts speedometers literally exceed its previous understanding of a heartbeat, i know its something real...i can only hope he comes to remember & realize.
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