Rainy Nights & Pillow Fights: The road trip we took upstate when you spilled coffee on my sneakers…that was one of the last messes we made that we could blot out with ease. We wanted to try those famous fries. They still tasted half-frozen. I fell asleep, riding shotgun, to some pop song that you liked. I heard you got married. I heard you lost my address.
Heavy Metal for a Heavy Heart: this is the longest we’ve gone without speaking. Remember that time we didn’t talk for a week? All because of a boy you stole when we were both fourteen, back when boys could still be stolen. You broke up before I had a chance to forgive you. Today I wondered if I ever really did. The day we met, we bonded over Metallica and now you cannot stand the sound.
Love Songs (or Last-Ditch Efforts) I know you’re sick of ballads and I am tired of being afraid. Isn’t this what good writers always write about: love and lack thereof? Someone told me that last song is about sex. I’ve listened to it 20 times and I don’t understand a word.
Boston, Perhaps? when I hear Everclear, I brainstorm all the ways we should have met instead: the checkout line at Blockbuster, the jogging trail at a park, in a fender bender at a drive-in movie. That might not have made a difference, but I like to think it would. I have this recurring dream of you, in denim, making something for me.
Let’s Watch Rom-Coms & Cry: you can just tell me when you get this, you don’t even have to listen. Pull the tape out and wrap it around an open flame. Knowing you, you’ll tie it neatly in a bow and tuck it between the pages of that journal your brother bought for you. Are you still writing? I hope you never stop. Skip to track 5; it’s the only one you’ll like.
Really Just a Cowgirl: you should see this guy I met. He looks like something you would hear on a country music station. have you ever wished for something, then hated when it happened? The man I really want is still wounded from a woman with whom he shared everything. I try to tell him he should put himself out there. Maybe meet someone with coffee-stained sneakers