i don't eat cake
but
seeing you
after all this time
my clothes
start to fit a
little bit tighter
all those rules
and ruminations
in my head,
without you
are only
recipes for disaster
and baby,
i wouldn't take you back
for a ton of splenda...
but just knowing
what we had,
how it tasted...
i can't stop craving love.
it tastes like sugar.
better.
i am just a bird,
flying faster.
it's my heart
on fire
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