The playlist I’m most proud of making 🤩

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The playlist I’m most proud of making 🤩
I associated him with sunny, summer days. The warmth of his hand, discovering my skin. The days in the water, staring at everything our bathing suits wouldn’t cover. But baby, you were seasonal and it’s snowing now.
We place stones in our pockets to stay with people who are keeping us down.
I want a love that makes me feel - light -
I’m not your favorite stool in a local dive bar. I’m not the kind of girl you can dump all of your problems on for a night just to turn around and leave.
I’m a woman, not whiskey.
We spend so much time waiting for someone to ‘come to their senses’ when it’s actually a matter of coming to our own senses and learning to stop waiting for someone who will never arrive.
A playlist featuring T-Pain, Drake, Rae Sremmurd, and others
Your laid back summer goals
Tell me you love me too
Don’t tell me you don’t feel it too,
This sensation,
As if you were holding your breath.
This realization,
Or panic,
For better word,
That a love like this
Can only be held back for so long,
Before one of us,
Passes out
Dark chocolate
She is sweet,
A heart of gold.
And she takes risks
On broken hearts.
Boy who don’t deserve her,
Friends who never care.
For even the sweetest things,
Can also be
Dark
Loving him was no easy drive...
It was getting lost
Asking for direction
It was taking the scenic route,
Driving under the speed limit,
Avoiding going too fast.
It was windows down,
Messing up my hair.
It was
Pot holes,
Flat tires
And sleeping in the car.
And like all things do,
The trip came to an end and the road split off into two waking trails.
Here, we fought over which path to take.
Here, we said goodbye.
Loving him was no easy drive,
But that didn’t make walking away any easier