I always questioned
why my parents claimed to hate sugar
and how they said that most adults do.
Denying to put sweetness
into coffee
or a warm cup of tea,
while I counted
halloween candy,
and brushed until my gums bled
before the dentist
because i knew i had a sweet tooth.
is it because
once you grow older
the sweetness disintigrates
from your life?
or maybe
your way of thinking changes to bitter.
it's sweet
and beautiful
being young,
believing in everything
and everyone believing in you
but that fades
and you don't believe
even in yourself
you don't crave the sweetness anymore
you settle for the bland
black coffee
of a 9 to 5 schedule
and dreading your alarm.
but i promise myself
to always put spoons of sugar
into my coffee
and sneak
my children's halloween candy
because i refuse to settle
for a normal lifestyle.
i'll allow it
to rot my teeth
from the sickening
but lovely sweetness
of loving being alive.