i hate strawberry flavoured thing
but when you got me that strawberry ice cream,
i ate it.
i hated every minute of it.
when we were playing in the ocean
i looked in your eyes for a split second
and the thought of "what if i had kissed u that day" ran through my brain.
but when i blinked, you were far away,
paying me no mind.
how can i tell you that i've written about you
when you look as happy as you do?
i torture myself with everything
with these things that i do.
