Fresh strawberry is my favourite
It’s not like I chose or anything
It’s just a fact
Her emotions are her librrty
It’s not like she chose or anything
It’s just a fact
Her kiss is flavoured by memories
It’s not like I chose or anything
It’s just a fact
My presence is clouded by awkwardness
It’s not like she chose or anything
It’s just a fact
Her auburn hair glows like fireworks
It’s not like I chose or anything
It’s just a fact
Her love for me died like an ember
It’s not like she chose or anything
It’s just a fact