My iPod playlist is the little box you keep underneath your bed that stores memories of all the boys you've ever felt anything for. It's pages of diary filled with doodles and their surnames next to yours and tears and love quotes and names that will make you smile again years later. 

I have a song for the boy who had the most beautiful smile--the tall, awkward boy with the voice I couldn't believe was his. I have a song for the boy who danced and wears a yellow button down in every math test--the boy who I found out had a girlfriend who danced as well as he did. And I have a song for the boy who would chat with me till three am, but couldn't talk to me in person, who talked business like nobody's business, who I was never really sure really fell for his best friend.

I have a song for every one of them, and sometimes I like to put my iPod on shuffle and remember them and the girl I was then.