Your Existence Plays Music

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Sometimes I want to pick up my guitar
Strike up a few chords I know how to play
Write a song about you and how you make me feel
Although I never go through with it because there are not enough words I could say.

You make me feel inspired and emotional
Make me want to pick up my guitar and play these chords
Sometimes I feel so low, so low that I can't even think without feeling worthless
But you come along making me feel with your warm heart and beautiful words.

My guitar gathers dust as I hesitate from striking these strings for you
But even if it sits in its place silent, you somehow make it play music without it being played
You let the music flow from your heart and it touches my soul
I never leave a conversation with you feeling bored or dismayed.

Although I don't pick up my guitar and strike the notes
You make them into a reality I can hear by being alive with me, by being real
No amount of silence can silence the music I hear coming from your heart
The songs you write with the beat of your existence soothes the chaotic numbness the world intentionally makes me feel.

2.10.22

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