in the night all by yourself, with some tunes in the background to hit you with the memories, they all seem very real you'd thought they would simply disappear, but a lot of time has gone by since and now here you are where even the walls have ears, having heard many stories over the years so what's it going to be tonight? 'hold my hand', says the hour hand to the minute hand of the wall clock, tick tock! as time seems to pause and you deep dive into the music, lyrics and instruments with their own ups and downs, yet in perfect coherence the harmony taking you places, feels like a nightcap for some midnight nostalgia coming back, you snap out of it as the sound waves fade way in distance 'well, that was a nice little adventure... onto the next one!', your mind goes.
an ode to a little midnight nostalgia induced by great music.
listening to my heartbreak playlist won't help but i'm doing it anyway maybe thinking it'll make things better make you return to me but you won't it won't fix this it never will and maybe maybe the fact that i had a heartbreak playlist ready means i already expected my heart to be broken or something to happen and i don't understand why
the songs come on in the car when my playlist is on shuffle and I almost wreck to reach over and change the track the memories attached make me hurt too much to even listen I used to play those songs when things were different and nothing hurt they remind me of you and the car you used to drive with the windows down and the sunroof open going to the bar and eating expensive food at all of our favorite places that I don’t go to anymore they would play so loud the speakers would shake and I’d sing along to every word and you never told me to shut up or turned it up not to hear me those songs make me think of laughing and love and right now I don’t know what any of those things sound like anymore so I’ll stick to changing the songs to what I’ve been listening to these days
I remember on a night out, the butterflies and a genuine smile, every song to another brushes off my doubts, unconsciously engraving into my soul; the beat, the words, the melody, my fragile heart seems to understand the language of music.
a playlist of beginning and throughout, will always hurt more than a playlist played on the ending, because to remember the good times and weep is a sweet misery.
and you sent her a title of the song you wanted her to hear saying it was saying about the feelings you have, you wanted her to feel.
but, she heard it before.
you can't blame her but she did
she had felt the world dance around the same beat swayed through the waves of the sounds with the wind when she was on her way to the beach one hot summer day.
she had fell asleep on the same song on a school night having to wait to be validated.
she have cried on the same song when he left her
now, ask your self:
are the songs really for her?
Just a piece of advice. It has been a mainstream gesture between everyone to showoff our playlist to our significant others or even to those people we like. Yet, let's be mindful and be sensitive of the songs we sometimes send to them or dedicate to them as it will have an impact to their emotions and also their impressions to us (especially if you're still trying to impress them) If possible, try to sing yourself the songs you wanted them to listen so that they could feel the sincerity of emotions you wanted them to feel of you dedicating that song. Because little do we know, they have already heard the song, or they already have cried on it.
asleep - the smiths i'm in love with u, sorry - j'san tonight you belong to me - nicole sidney the bad list - z berg, ryan ross i fall for the same face every time - z berg we almost nailed it - z berg bubble gum - clairo she - dodie girl - the beatles here, there and everywhere - the beatles something - the beatles the long and winding road - the beatles watch you sleep. - girl in red i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red 4am - girl in red build me up buttercup - lara anderson broken (acoustic) - lovelytheband crush culture - conan gray strawberry kisses - olivia herdt slow dance - adventure time, olivia olson the record player song - daisy the great breathe me - sia love like you - steven universe, rebecca sugar love like you (reprise) - steven universe, rebecca sugar asleep - the smiths
i've seem this done before on a tumblr poetry page; this isnt really a poem so much as my most recent spotify playlist, but sometimes the words of other artists can speak louder than your own. tonight, i feel all of these songs deeper than ever.