#notsosimplelyrics

This was such a unique listen, and honestly, a huge part of why I loved it was the music. I loved this time in music so much, and I could absolutely sing along with every song that made Roderick and Kit’s late-night top fives. The mixtapes, the lyrics, the shared memories—it all made the story feel deeply personal.

(Not So) Simple Lyrics unfolds quietly and intimately, almost like reading someone’s private journal or being a voyeur to Roderick and Kit falling in love through their most honest, vulnerable thoughts. It isn’t flashy or rushed—this is a super slow burn, and that pacing makes every emotion feel earned.

Roderick Wilder was Kit’s first love and first heartbreak—the boy who made the one mistake she could never forgive. Twelve years later, Roderick returns not as the rising star he once dreamed of becoming, but as a broken, scarred man desperate for redemption. The epistolary elements—late-night messages, anonymous confessions, and shared lyrics—are where this story truly shines. Music becomes the bridge between who they were and who they’re trying to be.

There’s something especially poignant about a love story that understands timing. As the book so beautifully says, “we weren’t broken, just interrupted.” And it leaves you wondering—what if love isn’t something that ends, but something that waits?

Like the best songs from the 80s and 90s, this audiobook lingers long after it’s over—familiar, emotional, and still knowing exactly how to reach you. 🎶💙

#ifyouloveme

This one is full of Big Pheels y’all!! I totally borrowed that but it is. I laughed, swooned & wanted to give the biggest hug to Callie & Fee (their Christmas hit me y’all).

Roman is a freaking rockstar. I love his HEA so hard. He has definitely earned it💕

Helena knocked this one out the park (I know I know wrong sport 🥴)! Stella & Stephen were sooo good as Roman & Lexi. Stephen has that take charge but calm vibe & I love it!

📖fave quotes🥅
“This guy is a bit of a lover,” Hollis warns. “I like cats.” He scratches Postie’s head. “Just don’t let him straddle your arm. He’ll treat it like it’s his girlfriend.” I cough to hide my laugh and take a seat in the other chair. “Good to know.” Alex doesn’t seem fazed in the slightest. Although I’ve read some of the things his wife says in interviews, so I doubt much shocks him.
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“But I just got used to living with Lexi, and now Callie and I have to get used to living with you. And I feel bad because it’s so nice here, and I know you’re trying hard, and you’re such a good dad, but I miss my dad.” She sucks in a shuddering breath. It’s a pain I’m familiar with and I want to give her hope that it will get easier. That even though these deep wounds leave real scars, they hurt less with time. “I know you do, kiddo. I get it. I lost my dad more than a decade ago, and it still hurts. I still miss him. But you’re not betraying his memory or your love for him and your mom by allowing yourself to find the joy in this new life, either.”—-😭😭😭Roman…Dado…he is so freaking awesome with all of his girls!