summer memories

When it rains, it melts away. A love song like cotton candy.

Fighting sleepiness on Sunday, I wonder what you're doing. I eat a slice of bread and think. I want to ask you out on a date, but

I know, your boyfriend.

By the time we met, it was too late. The place next to you was already buried. After swelling, it melts away. A love song like cotton candy.