You're my sweets..
Nice to look at,
but bad for my health..
For I have gotten fat,
because of the depression you have helped cause.
Not really blaming you at all..
Just wanna tell you that,
You're what I'm longing for,
What I desire for a long time now...
My mind says you're not the one,
But I want you so bad it hurts!
I know deep-down inside,
You're not good..
yet my eyes always feast at your sight!
Attracting me like honey does to a bear and Bee to it's flower..
Baby, can't you see,
you're like Dessert to me!
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Author's Note:
This is an Old Draft,
I'm not in love right now or anything.. lol!
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About the photo:
I personally have taken the photo of an ice cream above.
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