A Letter to Music

My Dear Music,

Since I was born I knew that we would get along. I knew that you would be the first best friend I ever had. My first love. The first person to be there for me and always and forever the one to calm my soul. You make me laugh and cry and you are the beating of my heart; the pep in my step. I thank God for giving you to me as my first ever birthday gift. You are the one present that has never truly left me. Although you are not tangible in the literal sense, you are to me. Your melodies have always been the hugs and love that I needed when I was too stuck to ask for them. When words fail to explain my struggles, through you I can express my weakness without shame.

This is my thanks to you. I know you do not truly understand or realize how much you have done for me but to say that you are in every part of my life is an understatement. You are my rock and my rhythm. I can not take one step without hearing your voice in my head. I can not go to a coffee shop without hearing the melodies of the coffee machine or harmonising with the clinking of water glasses. 

My friends do not comprehend our relationship but I do not mind. All that matters is that I never stop hearing your voice in my head or the drum beats in my heart. Our fellowship is between us and for the few people who share the gifts of you. 

Your partner in this life of songs,

Symphony Marie