A perfect teal cylinder
Smoothly covered in soft icing
I thought of you instantly when I saw it
I pictured us sharing bits as we sipped on ice cold milk and giggled at nonsense
The lady packaged it nicely
I brought it home and set the table
But you're not coming, are you?
Nobody is.
It's just me, and this confection
Alone, hashing out our issues
Staring at the yellow crumbs and streak of pale blue left on the cardboard, I think victory is mine!
Then I realize…
I lost.
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