I hate love songs, but, I love you. I'd rather listen to a person ramble on and on about how much they lost gambling than listen to Adele begging an idiot to go easy on her. As long as I have the words to describe my emotions, I don't need emojis.
I hate love songs, but, I'd love to write one. Try to tell the whole world with words how much of me I would love to give you, how hard it is to focus when you're in the room, how crazy it is to feel all I do for a person. I'd put it up as a blog post, mind you, and the rhythm would be lost to the wind and on the streets of whomsoever's feed it ends up on.
I hate love songs, but I'd love to hear your favorite. And punish myself with the fact that you can never feel this way about me like I wish you could. Comfort myself with the fact that even if everything around me shatters, I lose you, I lose myself and the part of me that belongs somewhere in the world, I'd have that love song to remind me of happy days and give me fond memories to slice through with the sword forged by time.
I hate love songs, but I'd love to read you a love poem. To tell you in sugar-coated words, the emotions you stir up in me. To regale you Shakespearean expressions and watch you light up as the allusions hit you. To explain in complex yet simple terms things I wish I don't feel, yet, at the same time feel.
I hate love songs, but I'd love to write in plain words. This idea has no connection with anything, but, I'd love for it to be where it is and stand where it is.
I hate love songs and I hope when the time comes to say the word, I won't fall back on a weird song. When the time comes to say the word, I hope I'd be able to say it with clear eyes, a still heart and a dead mind.
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