I've got myself this slice of breadtalk's cheese cake. A whole slice only for me. Tasted good, as always. Halfway to go, and am starting overwhelmed. How come? It's just a tiny little piece of cake!
And I realized -as tears suddenly started flowing down from my eyes- this cake should be shared, like it used to be.
But the sharing should be equal. I can't take the lion share and the other just nudge the cake lighty. Just like that thing called love, and any kind of relationship as the consequences. Whenever it no longer equal, it's helpless, unquestionable, and won't get you everywhere.
Just like savoring a whole slice of breadtalk's cheesecake by yourself : You're full but the amount doesn't fit you good.
And I realized -as tears suddenly started flowing down from my eyes- this cake should be shared, like it used to be.
But the sharing should be equal. I can't take the lion share and the other just nudge the cake lighty. Just like that thing called love, and any kind of relationship as the consequences. Whenever it no longer equal, it's helpless, unquestionable, and won't get you everywhere.
Just like savoring a whole slice of breadtalk's cheesecake by yourself : You're full but the amount doesn't fit you good.
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