You and I, we first met back in 2005. I saw you, felt the need to have a taste, and bam! I fell in love.
You have always been there for me. When something good happens, you are there to share it with me and make things just a tad bit sweeter. When something bad happens, you are there to make things feel a little bit lighter. You are always there. You never leave me.
You have added inches to my hips and flabs to my thighs and tummy but its okay. The comfort you give me is more than enough to compensate for it. Besides, if the guy cannot accept our partnership, then he can just carry his fat ass out of our world.
You and I, we will never part.
I have paired you with iced drinks, cafe mocha, cafe latte, frappes, juices, and what have you and you always managed to be flexible and still taste good.
Earlier today, I was with you again while waiting for someone to pick me up and I realized how much I have grown to like our partnership. You are my silent companion ... the one I impart thoughts to about anything and everything. You are just there ... listening to me, receiving the end part of my negative thoughts, celebrating my achievements, and most of all, bringing me comfort.
You bring me comfort. You may just be another pastry to someone else but to me, you are my comfort.
Cheers, cinnamon swirl. Cheers.