Some time ago, I was seeing a man, with whom we had the same music preferences. This connected us a lot. We had discussions about the bands that we liked. We introduced each other to new bands, which we had never heard of before. That was important, since music is a big part of my life.
Probably, you remember that I like really heavy stuff. I love it because of the music and lyrics. Very often, the lyrics reflect my state of mind or it resonates with my past wounds. I feel special connections with the music I listen to.
Such things are extremely private, at least for me. It was my own world, where no one was ever welcomed. And I let him in.
Sometimes things come to an end, and people go separate ways. That’s life, and it’s fine. However, I turned out to have a problem, which I did not expect to have. Now, when I listen to my favourite bands, I have particular memories of that man. I don’t want to, but I do. Eventually, these memories will fade away. Just the time is needed.
Has it ever happened to you that music triggers some memories?