tomorrow is another lie
left fresh in a zip lock bag
along side the cold hard carrot sticks.
you took a bite out of one the other day
and left it empty
along side my apple core heart.
Uriel, wonderful, but sad analogy. Sometimes it's just the pits that are left, even the core is destroyed. You've expressed this sadness in a way that ties it with the barest suggestion of overindulgence for a solution.
~Chelle~