Please, don't take it personally Chocolate. I know you are tasty. I know you are sweet and creamy and delish. You know that I love you and cherish you.
But please, stop calling out to me. I can barely think, all I can hear is your voice saying "We're right here! Come eat us! Don't you miss us? You'll feel better if we join you! Oh, why have you forsaken us?"
You are quite noisy for such little candy bars. I don't know how the other folks in the office are getting anything done over all the racket you are making.
But please Chocolate, have some compassion. I'm really trying to stay away from you right now. It's not you — it's me. It's not a forever thing, but we've just been seeing too much of each other lately. I need some time alone, without you. It doesn't change the way I feel about you. Think how much sweeter our time together will be when we can savor it, and it's a special occasion.
So please, SHUT UP ALREADY!!!
