What Am I Made of Anouk Freudenberg

playlist

Audrey Nguyen

im sitting in a parked car its a Sunday afternoon and i have about a million tests this week but somehow i find myself smiling because of the sweet tune playing through my tangled earbuds and because of you who I seem to have associated every song on my playlist with

each lyric puts to words the emotions i had yet to decipher each melody paints my perfect world better than i could’ve imagined a universe where you and i can dance freely like cosmos flowers in the summer breeze no painful reminder of yesterday no daunting question of tomorrow no worrying about whether you secretly have thoughts about my almond eyes just us existing as two beautiful and broken teenagers as i gaze at the endless stretch of highway and coniferous trees beyond the gas station i wonder what it would be like to share this view this song this endless journey with you

maybe someday when we’re older and learn to drive ill play those songs out loud for you against the roar of car engines and highway air

maybe someday we can finally be that obnoxious couple you at the wheel and me in the passenger seat our hair flying in the wind and voices hoarse from screaming along

one day ill finally feign the strength to tell you of my manic daydream playlist but for now i can only listen to it through my tangled earbuds alone what will happen when I say those three words what will draw the line between a quiet melody bouncing in my head and the anthem of our burning teenage love?

Heart Eyes

Emma Laragione Digital