Like A Box Of Chocolates
I ate a box of chocolates tonight. I couldn't handle my random burst of craving for sweets. I knew exactly where the box was located. I ripped the packaging apart without hesitation. I devoured it all. Did I feel the immediate guilt afterwards? No. Though, time will tell when I will finally feel the guilt. Tomorrow morning perhaps? Or maybe never. You're like a box of chocolates... just like a box of chocolates, I can not simply eat one piece and leave the rest untouched due to my curiosity. I know you're absolutely bad for me. I don't need you but I yearn for your temporary sweetness that you so willingly supply. Â Oh-, the way you make me feel...just like chocolates. Maybe it's my fault, I'm selfish. You've allowed me to melt you all over in my mouth as I savored every minute of it. It's a shame because once the box of chocolates is empty, I will move on to the next one.Â














