"Subject I make a heart-shaped pizza. You are a name on my tongue I do not speak. June is taking over now, I roll down a hill like a little kid. And I put the oven on 450 and, take a sip of lemon water and, Tell the window that I am still figuring out what it means to be me. And someone asked me one time what I believe in and what I said is: Breaking. They asked me to tell them more, to tell them everything, so I said: I don't know. I don't know, but I'll try to explain, like, I believe in powdered donuts that make a mess and cups of tea so warm that every sip makes me think of hands, and, I believe in tank tops, the ones made of satin, fabric so soft that it reminds me of my favorite first kiss, and, I make a heart-shaped pizza and, Who am I, honestly? Lavender oil on my palm and, I forget you in pieces, slices and, Dream about the summer like, June, tell me, should I resist the change? ©Mr.Roshan poddar005"