Holding on to a guy who is not into you, is like holding on to the last bit of melted dark chocolate in your mouth. You play around with it with your tongue, bit by bit, tasting its sweetness, and that little bit of bitterness that tags along its sweetness. Savouring it while it gets smaller and smaller in size, enjoying it, but in the end, it’s still gonna dissolve and slide down your throat.
When it’s there, the whole piece, you grow complacent. The thought of it dissolving away slipped your mind, until reality hits you, that this sweetness, is not lasting forever – you are losing it; then, you start putting your heart and soul into enjoying it – the bitter sweetness.
You wouldn’t want this to stop, ever, because you’ve just started to really enjoy it, feeling like it’s perfection, feeling like it matches all your cravings and needs. When it gets smaller and smaller, the fear of losing it drives the urge in you to hold on to it, sucking on it to hold on to that only perfection you have in mind. And then, when it finally vanishes down your throat, consequences of your own doing, you fall into a pit of emptiness. You weren’t ready to accept the loss, you regret it all happened too fast, thinking had you stopped and savoured it a little longer, had you prolonged its stay with you. All of a sudden, the other chocolates do not look as appealing as it was. By comparison, it faired so much better than others. It was PERFECT for you. You forgot, it is NOT perfect. It is PERFECT for you because losing yourself in the haze to hold on to it, you have unconsciously painted a PERFECT picture of it. In the midst of savouring its sweetness, you forgot about the sort of disturbing bitterness in it, you ignored the fact that when some of it got caught in between your teeth, it was a little uncomfortable. You choose to focus your attention only what was the perfect image in your mind and when it’s gone, you focus your attention on mourning the loss. Steadily ignoring the vast variety of chocolates available. You think, that’s loyalty. Loyalty to your perfect chocolate piece. Truth is, there’s only you yourself to prove that to. Let go and live a free life, when you stop trying to prove your point, you learn to enjoy various kinds of chocolates that satisfy your pallets enough to the point you would have to go on a diet.
