Reading roses and champagne was like sitting in front of a cake. Salivating and anticipating, you can't wait to taste it for the first time, for a long time you wait and pine for that goddamn cake...
And then the cake gets thrown out the dumpster before you ever get to taste it and all you get instead is a plain slice of bread. You will never get to taste that cake and you will forever be sad and bitter about not knowing what that damned cake tasted like.
Reading roses and champagne was like sitting in front of a cake. Salivating and anticipating, you can't wait to taste it for the first time, for a long time you wait and pine for that goddamn cake...
And then the cake gets thrown out the dumpster before you ever get to taste it and all you get instead is a plain slice of bread. You will never get to taste that cake and you will forever be sad and bitter about not knowing what that damned cake tasted like.