Credit: Eva Strauss

Songs To Die To

I.
You once told me you judged songs based on whether they’d be nice to die to or not. You smiled after you told me that, and I thought about how you were like magnolias—dangerous but irresistible.
Mozart’s Lacrimosa tops my list.

II.
I love it when you wear your gray cardigan/blazer hybrid thingy.

III.
I want you to hold me. To whisper artsy musings into my ear at night, and to fingerpaint the night sky across my eyelids. I want you to show me parallel perspectives, and describe to me all the cubist sides of myself I’ve never known.

IV.
I just want to sing “Baby, it’s cold outside” with you over and over.

V.
I don’t want you to unravel me. I want you to revel in my knots and stop trying to untangle me.

VI.
Sometimes I wonder if you’ll see beyond the bright, and embrace the shadows too—cause that’s what makes an object 3D.

VII.
Please wear more turtlenecks.

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