Music 

by lizisarealist

When you hear a song you know your ex would’ve loved. Now you’ve become nostalgic-in this fantasy. 

I remember when I loved it.I remember listening to music alone fantasizing about who I would listen to this art with- while blowing air into one.

I remember when I romanticized-got lost in fantasy.  The reality is never as good. 

Why wouldn’t I be dead inside. 

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