Recipe For Love

A flavour of vanilla.
With icing,sugar cream.
Melted chocolate on top.
 
With strawberries of your love.
A piece of your cake is all I ever had.
Now you cover it in sprinkles.
 
The sugar in your eyes.
And you sprinkle compliments on top.
Wish I was as sweet as you.
 
You taste like strawberries.
Topped with chocolate sorbet.
A flavour I cannot forget.
 
I took one bite.
And then I wanted more.
And a sweetness I adore.
 
But it was packed with sugar.
And I got a sugar high.
I kept calm,and told you I am fine.
 
But now I crave this flavour.
A flavour of comfort,a flavour of love.
Where I don't feel anything bad.
 
The hardest recipe of all.
An ingredient list that is very long.
And very hard to find.
 
I ate it,and I didn't mind.
But just like anything,it doesn't last forever.
I tried to taste it,however I can.
 
But I ended up losing the memory of its flavour.
Maybe not the feeling,too.
A feeling I've always wanted to experience.
 
A feeling I've craved for a while.
A feeling,that makes me smile.
That fills up the void,even for just a while.
 
But the recipe is very sugary.
No,I cannot.
And eventually,my friend, it will rot.
 
But not the memory of its taste.
I covered it in chocolate paste.
And finished off with a sweet taste.
 
I've always been a sweet tooth.
But this flavour,I've wanted it for so long.
If I still want it,is it wrong?
 
is it a sin it's what I crave?
is it bad that's what was made?
That I always craved it,thinking I will heal?
 
And I hoped after that,better I would feel.
As I peel off the layers or emotion.
And find the core,the roots of it all.
 
And I found a version of me,that lacked affection.
That didn't get enough emotional attention.
That still craved this flavour to this day.
 
And I hoped this feeling would go away.
As I tried to simply swim away.
But it followed me home.
 
And now it stays with me at all times.
Whether you see it or not.
And this feeling,it makes me feel like I will rot.