I still can’t seem to stop talking about you. You permeated every piece of my life.

There are so many pieces of me I cut off for so long. I didn’t want you to sour them with your touch.

But now I am relearning so many parts of myself and who I am, sweet like chewing on sugar cane, something I did before I met you. Sweet like snowfall when you grow up along the beach, something we never experienced together. Sweet like Crown Royal and Coke, something I never drank when I was with you.

I suppose I could stay bitter towards you, but I’m just so relieved you aren’t around to sour my taste anymore.