Dear Lisle,

I know it has taken me roughly 84 years to actually put together a playlist for you. Half because I feel like I've thrown a ton of sappy songs at you already AND I DON'T WANNA REPEAT SHIT but also half because it makes me a little nervous because as much time as I spend on playlists, I've never made one that felt like it mattered as much as this one.

Trying to tell you how I feel with music feels like such a huge thing when I can't even find the words myself most days. I mean, I try. Dang, I try. So, yeah, here I am... trying and hoping that it turned out okay after obsessing over it way too long.

It freaking blows my mind every fickin day that your heart picked mine, even if I get the feeling they've always been trying to pull us together. Maybe I really, really, really wanted Cinnamon Toast Crunch that night because I had to be in that aisle in that exact moment to see you again after I missed my first chance.

I can't believe I was so scared for so long to open my heart up to anyone but I'm so glad you helped me feel brave at a time when I thought there was no way I could love me, much less let somebody else.

I guess what I'm struggling to say here, and what so many of these songs do better, is that you are my everything and we are a 1000% supposed to be together. You can check out some lyrics I dig by clicking here.

And then there's a spotify link for the songs because #addicted.

Yours Completely,
Oliver