I had a dream about you. You were crying and your tears were so salty I decided to collect your sadness to sprinkle on potato chips. I thought we could start a business. I would make potato chips I would make you sad and you would cry onto the chips and season them for consumption. I thought a good name for the chips was the reason you always cry and that is how Love Chips came into existence.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.