Attuned
...when you give a song to someone, it's like giving a piece of yourself to that person and hoping they'll get it... what's terrible is that you didn't create the song so someone must have given it to you. But when you take hold of it, it becomes something to you and you put it into yourself in a way that's not like a book or a painting - it's like a small thread that's wrapped around a very central part of your brain - and when you give the song to someone, that thread is tugged from time to time, bringing your thoughts back to the song and to the person to whom you gave it.[via Happenstance and Geography]
If that person is still in your life, listening to the song is okay - but when the person leaves and you know they have it, it's painful. I know I've given important songs to people who still listen to them although they no longer listen to me. Knowing that they hear that song without me, somehow claiming it now as their own, makes me mad or sad or something - not sure what it makes me. But though the rhythms are the same, the words never change and the melody neither sharpens nor flattens over time - there's something twisted about giving a song away in that somehow, the person you give it to isn't hearing what you hear, else, they'd still be in your life.
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