All that was in my mind was how perfect you looked
in that unbleached T shirt,
leaning on the table with your chin on your fist,
green eyes staring into
h o n e y b r o w n.
"They serve the best milkshakes ever!"
You sounded so much like a kid.
"My favourite is Butterscotch. What's yours? Wait, let me guess it.
Chocolate?
Oreo?
Cookie dough?"
"Butterscotch," my lips blurted out.
And with the way your eyes lighted up,
I decided to let sixteen years of my hate for milkshakes g o.
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Short Story__________ ❝"They serve the best milkshakes ever!" You sounded so much like a kid. "My favourite is Butterscotch. What's yours? Wait, let me guess it. Chocolate? Oreo? Cookie dough?" "Butterscotch," my lips blurted out...
