sweet calories

The sweetest love is love that never sees the clouds of a grim day or the chilly winter breeze or...the end.

Relationships that come into your life so fast you don't know what hit you and you just start tumbling in such a graceful way. You think you're in control but like a leaf dancing aimlessly in the summer breeze, so calm and pristine but the truth is, it only lasts as long and as far as the wind will take it. Like you.

I've met you many times, in many forms and each time you're different but you always leave the same after taste. Sweet and soft, making each bite seem so guilty yet so innocuous. Nothing this good could be so sinful, right? Denial has a way of poisoning our comprehension of the truth, blurring our vision of the reality that haunts our hopes and tramples on our dreams.

I wish we'd had time to ride all the way to our usual end, or do I? Can you ever put down the fork and leave such a delicious dessert to go to waste? I know I can't. I'm greedy that way. I'd rather stuff my face than let it go to waste. Have I taken this into my relationships? Unless the waiter comes to prematurely take my plate away I'd continue eating till it made me sick enough to just want walk away. And we all know, taking it with you never tastes as good, especially if away is a flight and a couple of transits. So why do i still crave you? You're nothing but dead weight, clogging my arteries.

We always want what we can't have and perhaps the destiny of your name on the menu is just a reminder of what a top seller you were, to reminisce on the sweetness of your mouth to the touch of your finger tips as they strum against my thigh. Like an invisible beat that can only be heard when the sync of our hearts are in tune. The smiles you'd shoot my way, a glance into my soul that made my heart pump just that little bit faster. An accomplishment on any level, do I really want to start a diet?