I listen to music in the name of her, songs that remind me of her, songs that let me dream of her. Endless nights of listening with tears in my eyes as I dreamt of a life with her, my heart aching in my chest as I knew I could not have such a life.
I would dedicate playlist to her, though she may never hear such songs, they would be for her, each song carefully chosen to suit, listened to over and over again to make sure they were right.
And while no song can never compare to the sweet melody that is her voice, these songs resonate with my heart, and tell me they are for her.
I dream of slow dances and beach walks to the calm songs, I dream of heart felt dinner and movies to the happy ones, I dream of confession and tears to the sappy ones, I dream of hard times and sadness to the saddening ones, I dream of all the times we would have together in the ones that sound like they are for movies.
I hold these songs dearly close, never as close to her, but the meaning shall stay near by.
For she is always stuck in my head with these songs, and forever she will remain.
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A Love that hurts.
RomanceThere is a girl that I love, who is like fire on a cold day, fireworks in a clear night. She is beautiful and vibrant, with the kindness unlike any other. I hold her close to my heart, and I wish her to be my other piece, so that I may cherish her...
