Food is my "abusive lover" always there to punch me in the gut with extra fat. Always around to make my thighs spread. And I keep coming back. Like Rihanna says "that's alright because I love the way it hurts".
I love it a lot. The most.
Oh food. We've got to do things differently you and I. I need to build a different relationship with you without obsessing over you.
Food... I think you and I need counseling.
Even though I know you do me so bad.. I want you right now. Right. Now.