Confession of a love struck
I’m so hooked with you. It could be your smell, your rising popularity, or your taste. I think it is more of the latter. I could not live without you. You are my addiction – my more consistent addiction. You taste like heaven. I even thank God everyday for one of His greatest gifts – you.
However, since we developed this intimate relationship, I became jumpy. My migraine hurts even more, that even a dose of Advil could not soothe. My hands shook everytime I get to raise a thing. Damn, you made me feel incomplete if I cannot get a taste of you every single day. Sometimes, I even yearn to taste the better you, the improved you and the more complicated you.
I sometimes ask what if I never get to taste you at an early age? Would I be having the same problem? I wish I never let myself fell for you this deep. It could have been an easier escape. I wish. But, I love you and simply could not just live without you my dear coffee.
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I really like how you've written your love for coffee.. :) I find myself in the similar situation, but more for tea.. ^^
ReplyDeletehi sumi. thank you for always dropping by. I wish i have the same fascination for tea since it's healthier than coffee. But it has a funny taste for me. Maybe, I'll try it more often so my system will get used to it. =)
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