Dude. Now I'm listening to the love letter playlist on Spotify. Cosmic Love by Florence and the Machines is one of my all-time favourite songs. It's so big and wondrous. Now it's Death Cab (!!!! Yay) and the beautiful, sensitive Passenger Seat. Their lyricism is really something. Oh man now Feist and Ben Gibbard!! Mind blown. Mmm.
One day there will exist a man next to me. And he will be my passenger seat. My cosmic love. My train song. He will be sparks and fading into me and destiny and green eyes. Oh man what! Zero 7 is on this?! Yes! He will be equally enthused. His love for the playlist or for ee cummimgs or neruda or whatever other life-shattering love poetry shall not, however, rival his love for me.
He shall be mine and I shall be his.
But first to my own happiness. And to the bliss of enjoying this playlist uninhibited or encumbered.
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