My sweet chocolate,
Your presence haunts me. The way it lingers on my taste buds, savoring that phantom food, is killing me! I kept you cool, but why did you melt? Why do you have to be gone? Others may be sweet, but it is you that I crave. I don't know how to behave; my mind went crazy thinking about you. You're like a drug; I'm addicted to you. Blame Oxytocin!
However, since I found you, I can't have you anymore. You were owned by someone else, and they were the first to see you. Finders' keepers, loser's weepers-a grievous mistake. What a pain! My affection for you was all in vain. I've lost my sweet tooth; it's a disaster! I hate how the sweetness expires.
One day, I came back and saw the new you. You're too cool to the point that you're too cold. It's like you're frozen inside; Can't even lick-kisses for goodbyes-I hate how tears form in my eyes. I don't want to cry, but I thank you for everything. You let me have a piece of you, and I experienced delight. I wish I could have another bite.
Once yours,
Izzykov
