Like Music Poem by Kewayne Wadley

She was like music filling the space around.
No matter the song she remained present.
Running around my head in a constant loop.
Going wherever she liked, a random mix of emotion.
Sometimes she was happy, other times she preferred to be alone.
Closing my ears to the outside world. 
A shoulder to lean on. Her back leaned against the door.
Plugging my ears with her thought.
She'd repeat the thoughts she'd leave behind just to see if I was paying attention.
She'd often tell me about the one she loved, the things she'd do to get him back.
Sometimes she'd speak soft, other times as loud as the volume would allow.
Filling my ears so she'd be the only voice I'd hear.
A song that longed to be perfect in every way.
A repeated chorus that fits any genre.
Her voice was like music, a beautiful song drowning out everything around