Sandy Dalis

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He was sweet and warm and I loved him…but I had to let him go! Do you love food that doesn’t love you back?

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I met him at a party. There he was at the end of the buffet… a loner; the last one on the plate. He had a certain something … a sweetness; a sensuality.  He was one hot cookie. I felt as if I’d always known him … I admit it, I hungered for him. And then, when he looked at me with those warm brown eyes, I melted. Before I knew it, I had my hands on him, my mouth on him — in public! After that night, we were inseparable.

With him I could be myself. He didn’t seem to care what mood I was in, how I looked or even if I gained a few pounds. Together we had the recipe for happiness. No one satisfied me like Chip.

THEN THINGS CHANGED.

My friends said he was no good for me. I literally craved him when we were apart! He started to give me heartburn; my tummy ached.  I felt crummy, but it had to end.

Now that we’ve gone our separate ways, I hardly think of him anymore. Oh, sure — if I see a certain TV commercial, a particular magazine ad, a coupon for cents off … that old longing returns. And when we run into each other in the supermarket, we nod. We’re friendly. But it’s OVER!

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