on repeat

There are always some songs you love playing over and over.

In a way, or another, you have put together a soundtrack of your memories.
A soundtrack of your feelings. A soundtrack of that perfect picture in your head.
And you love looping these songs because you love being that certain moment over again.

You listen to the songs she loves, the songs she sings,
hoping one day you will be there to sing it to her.
One day, you’ll look into her eyes and sing your flats and sharps.
Sing of a him and her and their happy ending.

But as the memories become bland, the songs eventually lose their meaning.
A semantic satiation.
What used to bring you to your beautiful story is now a random mix of notes on a pentatonic scale.

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