Hey guys, it’s me, Ice Cream.
I don’t know if you remember but I’m the one that used to be a special treat down the seaside, in those cheap wafer cones or squished in a wafer marshmallow sandwich, and lets not forget, the harder than rock clam shells.
We had some good times together, I was cheap as chips and always catered to everyone’s palate, vanilla, strawberry, chocolate and even mint choc chip when I was feeling fancy.
I don’t know what’s happened but….I feel replaced, why don’t you care about me anymore? Who is gelato? Why is there candy floss? How do they make themselves look like flowers? Did I hear that cookie dough was now being served in a cone?
What have I done to deserve this, did I say something?
I was there for you when you had your first heart break, I listened to your problems, even when they were TMI and you made me watch terrible movies, there’s only so much an ice cream like me can watch The Notebook.
I was there for your dog when he wanted a little treat, I never judge you when you let him have a lick, because friends don’t judge.
I was there for you when your parents got angry when you were three because I melted all over your hands and car, haha, I always made sure that strawberry sauce was hard to wash out.
So please, tell me, is it the way I look? Is my round bulbous shape no longer good enough for you? Are flakes out of style? Is it because I don’t come in flavours like, ‘Salted Caramel Peanut Butter Crunch’ or ‘Mactha Tea Mocha Latte’, is this what it has come to?
AM I SIMPLY NO LONGER COOL.
Well my friend, I’ll wait for you to come running back, because beauty isn’t forever.
The one and only original ice cream.
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