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what a fun one! you can spot a bunch of love songs hiding in there haha. i was listening to “something stupid (like i love you)” by sinatra and boom — it just wrote itself.
love songs lied to me
they said all you need is love,
but they forgot to mention the mess.
they said it’s a crazy little thing called love,
but it feels more like a fever dream in slow motion.
i keep waiting for modern love to call back,
for the look of love to last longer than three seconds,
for someone to hum can’t help falling in love
without the falling part hurting so much.
i want a sunday kind of love,
the kind where nobody’s rushing to leave,
where i will always love you actually means always,
not just “until i get bored.”
they say you give love a bad name,
but i think love does that just fine on its own.
still, i’d risk it—
every fool for a love moment,
every love story that ends in rewind,
every somebody to love i never find.
they tell me what’s love got to do with it,
and i laugh, because maybe everything,
maybe nothing,
maybe just endless love played too loud on repeat.
i’ve been looking for love in all the wrong places,
waiting for my funny valentine to show up
with no guitar, no roses,
just a quiet crazy in love kind of look
that says, “hey, i get it.”
and maybe one day,
when love is in the air
and not just on playlists,
i’ll finally know what they meant
when they said
love me tender.
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