In front of a decadent blueberry cheesecake.
She's seen me in tears,
Over the years,
Over various non-problems of mine,
Which go away after 24 hours of cribbing and whining.
No problems are too big,
The moment you transform yourself into a blueberry cheesecake eating pig.
I say pig because I eat my share,
And my son's leftovers without a care.
1.5 cheesecakes down, life suddenly has meaning,
My eyes are no longer gleaning.
The tears dry up,
The heartbreak is gone thanks to a creamy gulp.
Sugar rush has been achieved,
The momentary pain has been relieved.
For cheesecake is forever,
Temporary problems, they come and go, whenever.
Your feelings can never be faked,
In front of a decadent blueberry cheesecake.
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