Coming Clean
I cheated.
More than once.
I tried to be strong - and mostly I was - but once or twice (well, maybe a couple more times more) I gave in to my desires.
Coffee lured me twice while I was feeling tired with it's intoxicating smell and the promise of stimulation. I couldn't say no.
Wine won me over when I was feeling stressed. It promised to take the knots out of my shoulders and ease my troubled mind.
Chocolate, being chocolate didn't need to make any promises. I already knew the pleasure it would bring.
More than once.
I tried to be strong - and mostly I was - but once or twice (well, maybe a couple more times more) I gave in to my desires.
Coffee lured me twice while I was feeling tired with it's intoxicating smell and the promise of stimulation. I couldn't say no.
Wine won me over when I was feeling stressed. It promised to take the knots out of my shoulders and ease my troubled mind.
Chocolate, being chocolate didn't need to make any promises. I already knew the pleasure it would bring.
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