She understood that some songs would be forever owned by those people that first shared them with her. These songs were tied so tightly to those people that anytime she heard them they brought back thoughts of forgotten history. Some songs brought memories that she’d rather forget. Memories of people who had crushed her heart, taking with them pieces of her she couldn’t recover. They would leave memories, pictures, even aromas. And songs; lyrics, words, melodies.
Some days she just wanted the songs, some days she wanted to forget the rest.
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