love songs were my favorites to listen to
but now they just fill my head with thoughts of you
i don't know what i'm supposed to do with myself
at night i turn my led lights to blue
and put on my playlist of songs to cry to
but honestly, there's nothing that i'd rather do with myself
i'm a hopeless romantic with no one to love,
well, more accurately, no one who will always think of her
the way she spends her nights dreaming of them
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PoetryFor every thought that's been lost to the wind, and all the letters to people we'll never see again.
