I am the water in a puddle in the shade of a tree

I freeze over, you are the sun
You cannot touch me
And the tree feels bad
I can tell by the way that it felt
But it still won’t move
So, the ice won’t melt.
No, it still won’t move
So, the ice won’t melt.

  1. thewhimsicalfolly said: chrissy…. you’re just so gorgeous and talented in every way. please have a sleepover with me tonight.
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