there you sat, melting into the melodies that your speaker sings. you’re flowing into the groove of a younger self, where life was much simpler. you wish you could go back to your past every time you listen to a song that made you recall a certain phase. imagine having a playlist on your phone, all songs individually representing each frame, each year of your life. a journey into your mind's library, you will see pages flipping past you during a difficult exam of middle school. another one reminding you that sad bus ride home after a heartbreak. and finally, one to help you recall the happiness rushing in as your mother plants a kiss onto your cheek. here, you zone back into reality and realize how wrong it has gone. suddenly, your phone screams the name of your old buddy and for a few seconds, your mind frowns and puts on a disguise of comfort as you inform them you’re alright. a face to put on even to your closest friends. i ask you this, if you had one shot to go back and do everything again. at what price?
