Gluttony

Indulgence. I indulged. His pretty face and smile. The way he touches your arm so slight. I'd be at a weight watchers for the calories I gained craving him. So I starve myself instead. I do not answer his calls. I do not try to see him. I hope, maybe, to just wean myself off of the idea of wanting. But sometimes I backslide. I do not mean to. It is just easy, and you would not believe how amazing it tastes, feels, well, everything. Gluttony may be a sin, but it is definitely a world I kind of want to live in.