How Do You Miss Me, Dallas Smith? The Existential Crisis of a Love Song
Ah, Dallas Smith. The man, the myth, the legend... who also happens to be singing the current soundtrack to my internal monologue. Specifically, the part where it's on repeat asking, "How Do You Miss Me?" Because let's be honest, this song hits different after a breakup.
Exhibit A: The Descent into Literal Questioning
Now, I'm not delusional. I know Dallas Smith isn't serenading me personally (although wouldn't that be a story for the grandkids?). But the questions he poses deserve some serious contemplation. Do I fall right asleep or does it take me hours of scrolling through questionable TikToks? Is my dream life still a romantic rodeo with this mystery ex, or have I graduated to nightmares about he-said-she-said drama?
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The Great Southern Drawl Debate: Salty or Sweet?
The song throws some shade with the line, "Did you find a guy with that southern drawl?" Listen, Dallas, not all southern drawls are created equal. This one right here is more salty sarcasm than sweet tea charm. Besides, who needs a southern drawl when you've got the dulcet tones of your own inner monologue narrating your emotional rollercoaster?
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Competitive Misery: The Fun Kind (Maybe?)
The song paints a picture of us both trying to pretend we're okay. Me? Drowning my sorrows in a metaphorical glass of wine (because adulting means you can't just chug Capri Sun). The Ex? Probably doing the same with some fancy whiskey, the show-off. Look, misery loves company, but in this case, it seems to be having a competitive singles night.
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The Burning Question: Do You Miss Me... Like Crazy?
Okay, Dallas. Here's the real kicker. How much do you miss me? Is it a fleeting thought when the humidity hits you just right? Or are you a full-blown emotional wreck, blasting this song on repeat while refreshing my social media every five seconds? Inquiring minds (and slightly bruised egos) want to know.
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The Truth (Probably): We're Both a Mess
Let's be real. We're both probably a little messed up right now. But hey, at least we have Dallas Smith to soundtrack our emotional turmoil. So, here's to you, Dallas, for perfectly capturing that post-breakup blend of longing, bitterness, and a healthy dose of self-deprecating humor. And to whoever left me singing this song in the shower, well played.
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