Hatsukoi

#31

I swiftly remember

First week of this month

I am in little cinder

That tall, mestiza girl you always talk

I do not like the look

I am filled with green

You are there laughing confused and seen

Your friend set the fire

Heat to us

I must cool down

You are there having best time in town

I was here in verge of breaking down

You explained

I understand

You are the man of your word

However, sometimes I hear the chime of its sword

I bleed

You never there

But you are here