It was really late, the supermarket was about to close.
He was my boyfriend back then, he went.
I only asked him for milk.
I asked him for 2%
But he forgot and got soy milk instead.
And i got upset..
I yelled, and yelled and yelled.
He was like… whaaaat?
But i kept yelling.
I yelled “it’s not about the milk!”
It’s not about the milk!
You don’t listen to me.
You don’t pay attention anymore.
I feel like a stranger in my own house.
Am i talking to the walls? Am i? Am i?
Remember when you knew all the small details?
When you got me tulips because i hate roses.
When you cared.
Who are you now?
Who is this wrong milk buyer person?
Are we even in love anymore?
And i threw myself on the bed and cried.
I almost broke up with him.
I yelled “it’s not about the milk!”.
But it was!
I hate soy milk…