Chocolates

by joey

I've noticed recently that whenever I eat chocolates, something bad happens. Mostly with the ones that I love. Some moments are traumatic that it tends to overlap and cover the other incidents. Guess what? I ate again today. And as predicted, misunderstandings did happen and it was hard. I've loved chocolates since I was young, I grew up always having one in our fridge, but these incidents keep bugging me that the idea of not eating chocolates during the start of my day is constantly entering my head. The only good thing is that those misunderstandings are solved before the day ends. But I still worry, what if someday we can't fix it? What if someday I'll sleep alone? But I'm sure of one thing, if I can prevent these things by staying away from chocolates, I'll gladly do so for the one I love.

-a day when we're broken-