Chip
I met him at a party, There he was at the end of the buffet – a loner,
He was the last one on the plate. He had that certain something, a sweetness a sensuality, He was one hot cookie.
I felt as if I had 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 did not seem to care what mood I was in, or how I looked even if I gained weight, Together we had the recipe for happiness, No one loved or satisfied my like Chip.
Then things started to change, My friends said he was no good for me, Every time I seen him I would get heartburn, I really felt crummy, but we had to say goodbye
Now we have gone our separate way, I hardly think of him anymore, Oh, if I see a certain TV commercial, a particular magazine ad, a coupon for 10 cents off, That old longing returns And when we bump into each other in the supermarket we nod
We’re friendly, But it over, He was only a Chocolate Chip Cookie,
But, how I loved him
~ Author Unknown