My veins are injected with musical notes when those headphones do their magic,

they teleport me to other worlds without the need for a time machine.

It’s not that I want those devices, they are a necessity, it is a dependency,

they make me see that this horrible and beautiful world has a way of demonstrating art through words in a simple melody and symphony.

It makes me feel a shock of happiness and nostalgia,

when I listen to the beginning of that song that I love so much 

and that was part of my personality at one point in my life. 

I feel understood, complemented when my heart is broken,

and that song keeps playing without even knowing the meaning,

it comes to my life as if it unites all those pieces that were missing.