"you're sunburned again?"
he used to tease me.
His eyes laughing,
Inviting me to share his happiness.
"you're sunburned again?"
His way of greeting me.
With stares and smiles.
I can't ask for more.
"you're sunburned again?"
I really hate him,
For seeing me at that state.
As ugly as ever.
I'm sunburned now,
why don't you tease me.
with stares and smiles,
So that, I might hate you.
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