Baby I Got A Plan, Runaway Fast As You Can

 From my repressed memories:

Except this one is less repressed because it comes back when I least expect it to.

There are 37 seconds of singular piano-keyed notes at the beginning of Runaway that make their way into social media posts all the time.

Every time, I'm transported to being 18 and sitting on the floor in the hallway of my college dorm with my headphones on and the volume up high, knowing somewhere inside me that he wasn't going to call that night. 

I had never witnessed the grief of love lost before, and certainly not from the perspective of being the first girl who came after. 

I was pushed away so many times, and I should have listened. 

Hurt people hurt other people, and we were each both.

I just cared, I think. 

Everyone deserves someone who cares, even if they don't want it.

-Emma Lancaster.

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