She loved the way the salty air kissed her rosy cheeks,
She loved the way the warm blankets kept her safe,
She loved the feeling of the soapy bubbles against her skin,
She loved the sky just before sunset,
The sound of the crickets as they chirped around her,
The water rippling as she kicked her feet in the puddles,
The boy who would never know she existed.
The boy who would never know what she loved
Because even though she loved a lot of things,
She couldn't love herself.