Icee Machine

I forget a lot of things But I'll never forget that day I cracked my cup in anger And blue Icee dripped down my hand I hung up the phone far too aggressively You grabbed a napkin or five Handed them to me shyly, silently Oh so sweetly I laughed at the mess I had made Embarrassed Pocketed my phone Grabbed a new cup You walked me to my car I was so confused Why are you being so nice? I'm covered in blue slush Honestly, even if I was clean If I had all the makeup on I would still feel ugly That's what They make me feel like You knew Them too They aren't the ones to disagree with Like ground wasps Tread lightly! We exchanged numbers I was in a sort of daze And now you're always there With me You get your red Icee I get my blue one From then on We were friends Maybe more, but it's not my place to tell Them about you and me Even today I drank a blue Icee And thought of you I smiled And I felt pretty Screw Them I like you Because you make me like myself More than They make me hate myself Thank you And thank the Icee machine