Valentine's Day 2020
Since I don't possess the talent to write music or lyrics, I'm the girl who writes love letters about love songs.
For as complicated as love is, the best love songs are the simple ones:
Something by The Beatles
Thirteen by Big Star
Maps by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs
You Send Me by Sam Cooke
Faithfully by Journey (I will go to my grave defending how amazing this song is. I hear the words, "Highway run..." and I perk up like a goddamn German Shepherd)
Maybe that's the reason I can't figure my way around a love song - I've never been good at simple, always using 40 words when four will do.
But then, I met this guy.
This guy.
This guy who fills our home with Van Morrison, Arctic Monkeys, The Beatles and Amy Winehouse. This guy who kisses my shoulder, knows how I take my coffee and calls me 'Baby.' This guy who quietly and seriously tells our dogs to, "take care of Mommy," when he goes out of town.
This guy who makes me feel like I'm at home as long as I'm close enough to hold his hand.
This guy who inspires me to create love letters in the form of mix CDs, home movies, text messages, emails and Facebook posts because being with him makes me feel like maybe, just maybe - there's a love song in me after all.
One that sounds like Everlasting Light by The Black Keys. Or A Little Honey by Nathaniel Rateliff and the Night Sweats. Or On Call by Kings of Leon, Smooth Sailing by Leon Bridges, Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) by Bruce or Miss You by The Stones.
So, Happy Valentine's Day to all of you but most of all, to the guy I married.
I love you, John and ours is a love song I'll never stop playing.