A memory attached to it, marking its epitaph in your mind.
A time imprinted along with it.
Times when you used to hear that song and perhaps danced together feeling every word it said.
As if each line is written keeping just the two of you in mind. This is the song you both sang together; this is the one you randomly started dancing in the dark.
It is perfect.
You know the song. It has already started playing in your mind.
You know the feeling. You’ve had that before. A long long time ago.
When the bottle stops and you choose to speak the truth rather than taking a dare,
The answer to “What’s the most cherished song?” remains “Not Applicable”