How is it that the hopeless romantic finds herself with a player every single time?
They prey on her gullible heart
It gets torn apart
Over and over
And over again
And yet she remains hopeful
That what she’s looking for exists
That one day she’ll come across a man
Who will not only call her beautiful, but who will listen to what she has to say
Who will not only listen to her words, but remember things about her
Who will not only remember details about her, but fall in love with all the little things
Who will not only love everything about her, but feel she is enough  

-Where are you?

There's that one song
It was ours
Even if we didn't say it was
We both just knew

Whatever we had is extinct
But the song, now toxic, lives on
It makes it harder to forget
When I hear it, flashbacks replay in my head
That time I felt on top of the world

-"Trees on Fire"

My cheek pressed against your chest
Inhaling the cologne across your collarbone
My fingers running through your velvet hair
Your arm wrapped around me just below my ribcage
Pulling me in close
Our breathes in sync
As we fall asleep

- best sleep

I drink to have a good time
To numb the pain

When I stumble back to my place
Being alone feels 10x worse

I miss your body pressed up against mine
You tricked me

Gave me taste of something I didn't know I was longing for
You've got me addicted

You are the drug
I drink to have a good time

- "Let's keep things causal"