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She was a mystery. She gave me her heart to understand the type of music she listened to. Her playlist was filled with trap beats before it became fashionable. The rattling of empty trunks. The rattling of sticker covered tags. This is how I saw myself before she gave me a pair of headphones. I asked her for more. Not liking the way track six ended. Track 7 and 8 captivated my heart. Keeping it all to myself. She fooled me. Her playlist composed of the same beat over and over. 9 tracks with something added. Another taken away. Overtime it would become all that I listened to. Her influence over two rocks shaken in a can. My heart. Beginning to nod my head and cut the volume to the max. I played it at work. I listened to it in the car. A natural disaster to those that I passed. The rattling of my trunk almost non-existent. A more crisp sound coming from the speakers. It was Summer. Before I heard her playlist in the hands of someone else. She placed her heart inside of the music knowing I'd stumble across it first. Unsure if I'd ever find her love. To participate in the aggression of her love. The originality of all that she was. I listened in silence with the headphones she gave. To be surrounded by everything I love all at once