Song on Repeat


When I listen to that old song.
The song I used to hate.
Ironically reminds me of you.
You had it on repeat and became annoying.
But now I have it on repeat just to take me back.
Back to the day I fist met you.
When we had our first conversation.
At our favorite destination.
The song has a special fragrance.
The fragrance you used to wear.
The day I took you to the fair.
The beautiful yellow dress, God Bless.
But their you are wearing those earphones.
Listening to your favorite song.
The one I used to hate because you had it on repeat.
I was sick of listening to it.
But now its so special because it reminds me of you.
Music is like a time machine.
Just close your eyes.
It will take you back to a special part of your life.
Take you bake like repeat.

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