Which would be better,chocolate or sex?

Sitting at a cafe I look up to observe my surroundings. People having conversations and laughing gaily to themselves. At one table came a soft sussurus of some girlish secrets being whispered. I smile to myself and held my mug of warm caramel mocha latte and took a swig. I close my eyes in satisfaction as I savor the latte roll around my tongue and tickle my tastebuds, smell the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting from behind the counter where busy baristas rush about trying to get the customers orders ready while attempting looking extremely friendly. I took up my little fork and jabbed it maliciously into a slice of rich chocolate cake and managed to swivelled up a small piece to my mouth and tasted it. A sweet and bitter flavor filled my mouth instantly and I relished a kaleidoscope of flavors not unakin to what I feel when I had sex the night before. But of course this is an entirely different kind of sensation as I think we all know the big difference between eating a chocolate cake and giving in to our carnal desires. When devouring a sweet dessert one tends to pile on the pounds whereas when engaging in bed related activities actually helps you to lose that unwanted fat. I laughed to myself as I remember the lustful session I had. Everything was flashy and blurry and the next thing I knew I was sitting in my bed with this stranger sleeping next to me with her mouth open and performing a nasal orchestra to herald the coming dawn. It wasn't all that fantastic. The sex I mean. I'd probably get more excitement from popping a zit. ah well. That's what happens when you've had too much to drink. I think I managed to burn some calories which on the whole wasn't such a waste of my time after all.

Break ups are the part and parcel of life. Many a night have I drenched my pillow in tears and taking into account the amount of tissues used I also probably annihilated a few rainforests. But I don't think I can remember the last time I cried over someone. Maybe it was a few months ago. I guess with every heartbreak I have learned to grow stronger and slowly I began to harden my heart to resist any amorous feelings. The consequences? Both good and bad. I wanted revenge on those who had broken my heart before and I swore never to fall so easily again. I have come to realize that the usual term "falling in love" has a negative meaning. Falling is generally not a very pleasant thing to experience. It means to lose one's balance and one would most likely hit the ground hard. Why fall in love? I rather prefer the term "grow" in love instead. Logically speaking, love is like a seed. It is sowed when friendship starts. The seed either lies dormant or is nourished by more feelings. But love is not all about feelings. It requires actions and mutual responses. Love which is all words is like turning on the sprinklers but forgetting to plug in the hose. So the the sprinkler just spins around but nothing comes out. To have someone love you as much as you love him or her is an amazing experience. Love can drive a person to do things he or she wouldn't do under any normal circumstances. It was love that led Paris to engage in warfare for the sake of Helen's hand. A person once said love is the force that makes the world go round. Guess he hadn't heard of gravity. Bloody romantics.

But then again,who in this world can survive without love? It was love that brought us into this world,(though I know that this is not true for some people..) and we feel all kinds of love everyday whether be it friendship or more. a world without love would be a very dull and frightening place indeed. So excuse me while I go out there and find me some love!