Here I am, like every day, waiting for you to come by and give me your crumbs of love.
Crumbs, yes!
Because you only come to me when you need me. You come, you smile at me, you tease me. You dare to savor me placidly, to perceive my intoxicating aroma, and feel like the king of the world. Thanks to me, yes; thanks to me, you have many things. I have awakened you so many times, when you thought you couldn't go on, there I was. Giving you my hand, lifting you out of your abyss. What do I get in return? Only moments of pleasure at certain times, when you sigh for me, when you flatter me, when I see the expression of delight on your face, but then comes your forgetfulness. Then you leave and abandon me.
It's such a toxic relationship that every morning, I hope to see you again. That makes me happy.
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