The more I consumed of the rich sugar cookies, the more I started to taste their artificialness.
The distasteful aftertaste, the dry feeling on your fingertips, the crumbs everywhere before you can even bite into it.
Sinking my teeth and indulging into its sweetness, I temporary forget its fakeness.
Tiny bits of chocolate and crumbs stuck under your nails and you try so desperately to wash them out.
But sometimes, it's impossible to wash away the truth that clings onto you, molding itself into your edges and corners.
The colorful lies of deception of being something more than it really is.
But at the end, it’s just a sugar cookie, and I’m still me, and you’re still you, and this relationship was still never worth it.
Sugar Cookies Ingredients: flour fakeness, buttery tricks, brown sugar, salty kisses, half-hearted hugs, empty eyes, and artificial colored love.