Scientists say chocolate releases the same hormones into your blood as being with your loved one does.
And so I'm sitting at my desk and it's an ungodly hour to be eating candy but you're not here and all I want is that sweet, sweet satisfaction of having the taste of you on my lips.
I'm craving you, a desire that clenches at my stomach; all I want is some oxytocin in my system.
I lean back in my chair and sigh, tearing another wrapper as I do, each morsel a tease. This cannot compare to the richness of your eyes, or the silkiness of your thighs.
This makes my heart beat faster but you- you make it pound. This sends warm sensations through my body but your touch sends lightning through my veins.
It's almost morning now, wrappers are strewn about my desk and yet I still crave you.