They say you only get to fall in love once in your life, so I guess I will never get to be with someone because I fell in love with the music a long time ago and I don't regret it once.
I was six years old when my cousin asked me if I wanted to listen to a rock band called "Evanescence", and I was hooked from the first song of the album called "Bring Me to Life." I was lost in the lyrics; I didn't understand most of them, but her voice was like an angel singing her heart out, and I wanted to sing like her. Time passed, and eventually I knew every song of this rock band by heart.
From that moment on, my music was a part of me. I couldn't sing like an artist, but it didn't matter. Some people call me a loner because I always put my headphones on and get lost in my own world. I create in my head a short story for every song; I build up the characters in my mind, and I know the music would be perfect for this scene.
They asked me multiple times to stop listening to music this much, like it was an order, because I needed to connect with others and listen to them. But what they didn't know is that I was lost a long time ago, and what I feel when I listen to the beat, the instrument when they play, and the singer when they give all they got to let the listener feel their pain and their emotions through their lyrics that we all relate to at some point in our lives. to let us reach a highness no drugs or alcohol can make us feel.
Some people get so addicted to a substance that, in time, they can't live without it, and for me, my drug is my music, but the difference is that it's not my weakness. Because of that first song I listened to when I was six years old, now I turn out to be a writer who writes those crazy stories I created in my head. I am also a videographer, capturing through my lens those beautiful memories of each song I listen to and letting the world see my perspective on life.
Now, if they want to get to know me, they have to look for me in my writing or listen to the music I love; they can find me there.
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