Love should be like a bottle of nutella. Eating all that chocolate could do you no more good than a packet of maggi *I hope we all know maggi is a zero nutrient diet* , the sugar content puts you on a diabetes alert, all those calories you were trying to burn are reinvented with extra “fat” toppings. But you crave to lick clean that little bottle from every corner because like people keep saying “.. It’s about priorities” and it had-has-will always be about it. Love is when you crave for it from the bottom of your butterfly-flying stomach.. Love is when you be the idiot, isolating your logical brain to the darkest corner of your skull and redecorate the space with pink hearts prettified all over.. Its when you just know you want it, not only does your mind provoke you.. But every part of your body is demanding you to lick that chocolate syrup and you just can’t get enough of it and each time the little voice from the dark corner tries to fight its way up, the love you get back from the jar deafens the voice on its own.
So people don’t you settle for anyone lesser than a jar of nutella! 😉
.. Because your worth it! 😀 ❤