The songs I no longer listen to

I have to apologize to the songs I no longer listen to.

I shouldn’t make excuses, but there were certain things

I didn’t get to tell’ em before we were through.

I apologize to the lullabies mom sang to me at my bedside.

Lilies and unicorns in the lyrics always followed me into sweet sleep,

Yet later I had to leave them, to drown myself in hectic hullabaloo.

I apologize to the musicals I rehearsed countless times.

The college girl plunging into the heavenly persona of Christine Daaé

By and by toppled to the earth. Diluted her memory of debut.

I apologize to the love songs I removed from my playlist.

Some kiss eluded certain lips, and since then

Blushing unto the romantic tunes has become my taboo.

I also have to apologize to the blues. They were with me

Through the rentals and the Goodwill. At times I still get the blues,

But a technicolor world ahead is awaiting me now. I’m renewed.

I lose myself in new songs that one day I will cease to listen to.

The rhythm and melody are as beautiful as the ones I left behind.

I’m sorry I let all of them fade into déjà vu.

But they were once so true.