Midsummer, youth, sea breeze, beach.
That summer, you put seductive red hibiscus flowers on my ears, your green kiss under the sea had a salty taste, our hands were infinitely close and then let go on the street blown by the sea breeze, and the smell of coconut milk surged in every midnight dream.
I suddenly became stingy, jealous and worried about gains and losses. I would unconsciously pick up a red paintbrush and unconsciously think of the way you raised your eyebrows and smiled at me.
I want to kiss the wet corners of your eyes, I want to kiss the thin back of your neck, I want to kiss your Adam's apple, I want to kiss your back...
I felt like I had stepped on the wrong foot and fell into a colorful dream.
"If I can do anything, then can I be your boyfriend?"
Intention: Nothing, nothing, nothing