Worrrrrd

What I love the Most
By: Niki Stahlberg


I always leave with a headache and an unbearable thirst
My voice almost always nowhere to be found.
I have spent approximately $1000 of my hard earned money on it.
I have driven over two hours for one (more than once)
With it sometimes being on a school night, I have to drag myself out of bed with the high still wearing off.
All of this…for what?

Some call it an addiction, but I call it… well, yeah it’s pretty much an addiction.

It’s for the rush of adrenaline you get when the thunderous bass and guitars starts to play
For the 4 hours you get to just forget about the world and fall into the crazy world of music
For the excitement of knowing you are standing in the same room as one of your favorite artists
And hundreds, sometimes thousands of people who love them just as much as you do.
For the memories that will stay with you, at least until the next one can top the last.
It may not be what I love the most in life,
but without it I would never know what that amazing feeling is.
The indescribable moment when the drums, guitars and bass come together
and live music is born.

It shouldn't matter when, right?
I said what I needed to say
Finally.
I told you how I felt
how things could be different now
I told you.
Isn't that what you wanted?
I finally opened up to you.
Let my feelings show
Like you've begged me to do so many times
So, I did it.
I said it.
I showed you.
Nothing?
That's all I get?
But I finally said it!
It shouldn't matter when, right?
Well, sorry it took so long.
You know how bad I am at that.
Closure?
Yeah, okay.
I haven't said anything to you in 6 months
I mean, there's nothing left for me to say.
But
if you ever need to say anything to me...