the sugar on his lips was painful, fulfilling, addictive.
sweet kisses.
those told me he loved me.
toxic lies.
those whispered a devilish oath.
poisonous, but coated with a hard candy shell, & i liked the crunch enough to risk the pain.
his love was melt in your mouth–deliciously satisfying & then gone without a trace.
the kind that always leaves you wanting more.
i have a sweet tooth, but only with you. i’ve never been dumb enough to risk cavities, but now there’s one in my chest. fill it with molding & call it a crown that claims the victory of getting over your sweetness, but
i still crave sugar.