Pop

Spotify called my aura energy & yearning.

If you can both dance & cry to a song, it's probably up my alley.

Two years & 3,000 miles later, I remember the way the air thickened when you first looked through my profile.

When we were courting, we bonded over ANTI & In Rainbows.

Then you had me.

Chewed my music like it left a bad taste in your mouth.

Now when friends tie me to pop, it registers as an attack.

I accidentally let Ariana Grande make my top five artists,

& she's only the beginning.

You'll find me yelling it's Charli, baby! when Charli XCX comes on

& I'll never outgrow Taylor Swift.