Your flat black sneakers
From the color of your jacket
Let me tell you, I'm not interested.
I don't even notice the color of your hair.
That brown bright shading
Even your hello kitty phone case
And your cute clump at your hair,
I almost tell you I don't like it.
The way your face light up at morning
The way your lips pout while you're drinking
It don't amaze me, I don't find it attractive
I'll be Pinocchio If I can be a character
Your smile doesn't make me smile back
Your wave doesn't make me wave awkward
Your raising eyebrows doesn't
give me butterflies
What I am writing about?
Oh, this was a lie.
