By Omekah Edmondson
To my first love,
I never really believed in love until I realized the power you had over me
You’re the one I turn to for inspiration, motivation, & serenity
There’s something about being unable to define you that makes me religiously come back for more.
You have always been there whenever I needed you
Even when I didn’t want you
And claimed I would be better off without you
You never left.
Your chords have steered a path of endless devotion of one of your most faithful servants
You have created the playlist to the “New Year New Me” mantra
To everything from my “Woosah” instances to my “Jesus be a fence” moments
That has all been you.
Your thunderous drums have exposed my inherent extrovert
You have connected me with cultures that are not even my own
You have unveiled different languages, sounds, and harmonies with the most ease
You have morphed anthems I strut to daily.
You give me permission to turn off my thoughts even if just for a quaint 3:32 seconds
You are one of the few to have witnessed and fostered my silent tears
Knowing their true source
Understanding that “I’m fine” is nothing but a beautifully wrapped lie that is quickly exposed the moment one song plays
You are the abstract cheat code to the labyrinth that is my true feelings.
You have talked me off of the edge
You have become the light in a dark place in which I once thought I was going to lose myself
Reminding me that the sun will come out tomorrow.
When my thoughts are to the point where they’re oozing from my mind and I am about to implode upon myself
You always come swooping in with a plethora of crescendos, bass, and instrumentals that bring me back to reality
You are able to translate feelings that were alien to me with mere melodies.
I would say hip hop but you are so much more than that
You’re an endless queue of genres, both known and yet to be discovered
And each genre of you is yet another part of me
And like the never ending puzzle of life I know that I will never truly be able to define you
But I will always respect you and the power you yield.
So thank you my first love
You stole my heart and made it whole
And every day I wake, eager to delve deeper within this infatuation.