I have always been a fan of bittersweet chocolates. The way how it would melt on my tongue. The taste was of pure cocoa beans and what I could have sworn was coffee. It was neither ever too hot nor too sweet, in fact some would say that it was just right.

Her skin was the same color as the brown morsel where no matter if it was day or night there was an unmistakable shimmer and shine. Her eyes had a way of ropping you in no matter how hard your body may try to stay away.

How is it that before I could take one bite you somehow slip right through my hands melting to the ground. My doctor had all advised that I avoid sweets but they haven't truly given me advise on how to avoid you. This tale has the most bittersweet end with a tragedy that could jerk a tear from even the most mightiest of men.