The ingredients of despair pours into the bowl of my heart.
The hurt turns with the mixture of anger and hate.
How do I come out of this pain? The ache?
This recipe calls for a bitter taste. I can taste the salt.
But you came along.
A mixture of sweetness. A mixture of pepper which added a certain spice to help me leap out of this despair.
I found it to be weird but it made a great combination.
It relieved the pain. It soften the blow of the heavy hitter, depression.
It made me see things differently.
You added a fresh flavor of butter to smooth out the ache of revenge.
Your love churns and churns in my heart. Making it easier to see everything in the light of forgiveness.
I say thank you. You know who you are.
My churner. My heart. My love.