{"id":12430,"date":"2020-04-06T04:19:43","date_gmt":"2020-04-05T22:49:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/travellingthroughwords.wordpress.com\/?p=12430"},"modified":"2020-04-06T04:19:43","modified_gmt":"2020-04-05T22:49:43","slug":"napowrimo-day-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/travellingthroughwords.com\/index.php\/2020\/04\/06\/napowrimo-day-5\/","title":{"rendered":"If I Could Write You A Song – #NaPoWriMo Day 5"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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If I could write you a song,
I probably wouldn’t.
I won’t need to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The songs I heard for the tenth time
that made me think of you,
for the first time.
The songs we sang along to in the car.
Somehow, they were favorites of us both.
The songs we discovered together,
You liked them and I didn’t.
But soon enough,
we were both screaming them.
The songs I hate.
Because all of a sudden,
I can understand their heartbreak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All these songs belong to you and me.
Bittersweet melodies.
I won’t be singing a song for you.
But when you and I are long gone.
Our songs will carry our lost story. .<\/p>\n\n\n\n

-Tavleen<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Inspired by Our Song by Taylor Swift<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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