Ice Cream
We’re like ice cream
Drip
Drip
Drip on a hot summer day before it rains
I can feel us melting
But I can’t see it
I can feel you leaving me
But I can’t see it
Melting away until we’re nothing but a puddle on the floor
Melting away until it’s too late for us to be whole again
But the rain will come and wash us away
Away from each other
Away to a new life
How I dream of that day
When I no longer have to feel this way
Like I am a melted, watered down version of myself
We’re like ice cream
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