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I already feel guilty writing this
But Mama Clark's sweet potato pie
Is one of the best pies
I have ever eaten.
I feel embarrassed writing this
But when I see those stack of mini pies
In the refrigerator
That my dad bought
My heart jumps in delight.
You must eat it cold.
I don't care what my siblings say.
I carefully take it out the fridge
Make sure I'm alone.
I take a knife
I slice the tiny pie in half
I take a bite. Close my eyes.
It feels like all my stress dissipated.
Final exam, screw it! I bet I got an A!
Guy didn't text me back? Shoot! I'm too good for him anyway!
Friends were catty? What was that? Oh,
I was too busy savoring this sweet heaven.
I keep eating, and every swallow makes me warm.
Until it's gone.
I stare longingly at the empty tin, don't dare to wash my mouth with anymore cold milk
Because I want the warm sweet to last and linger.
Please, you can stay a bit longer.
Sigh. I need to stop eating these darn pies.