Mint chocolate chip was my favorite.
It was yours too.
And now that you're gone, it's in everything I do.
When I brush my teeth my throat burns from that mint, like it burned that night I screamed that I hated you.
In that moment it was true.
But really it's something I could never do.
I used to love chocolate, so sweet and exciting.
And now it only feels like I'm lying.
It's no good, without the mint.
Like I'm no good without you.
You'd think I'd be brave enough to tell you it wasn't true
Now that I'm dying
