He was only a Chaocolate Chip Cookie, but i loved him.

[_amanda_v]

Here's how i t all began...

I met him at a PARTY.
THERE HE WAS at the end of the buffet-A LONER, the last one on the plate.
He had a certain something- a sweetness, a sensuality. He was one HOT COOKIE.
I felt as if I'd ALWAYS KNOWN him, always HUNGERED for him.
When HE LOOKED at me with those warm brown eyes, I MELTED.
Before I KNEW IT, i had my hands on him, MY MOUTH on him- in public.
After that night, we were INSEPARABLE.
With him I could be MYSELF.
He didn't seem TO CARE what MOOD I was in. How i looked, even if I GAINED WEIGHT.
TOGETHER we had the RECIPE FOR HAPPINESS. No one satisfied me like Chip.
Then things CHANGED.
Maybe I was TOO NEEDY.
Maybe he didn't suit MY TASTES anymore.
My FRIENDS SAID we were NO GOOD for each other.
All I know is, I had HEARTBURN, and I had it bad.
I felt crummy, but it had TO END.
Now we've gone our SEPARATE WAYS.
I hardly THINK OF HIM anymore.
Oh, if I see a certain RV COMMERCIAL, a particular magacine ad, a coupon for 50% OFF ... that old LONGING returns.
And when we run into each other in the SUPERMARKET, we nod.
We're friendly... but IT'S OVER.

THE END!!!

Or is it...