Thursday, October 22, 2015
Good food is good for the soul. I wish to take care of yours.
You are important to me.
I don't know what to say.
You're worth the effort and time. Every scoop of the spoon, every crack of the egg. You are worth the hour it took to bake.
Don't even ask how long the icing took, but I am willing to spend that time on you.
I'm sorry you're going through this, let me comfort you.
I'm sorry I did that, let me make it up to you.
I'm sorry he did that to you, let's eat too much sugar and then trash his car.
I know what you like.
Look what I can do. You have no idea how many skills were required to produce a cake this tasty.
I long for you to be happy so I'm helping, the only way I know how.
Thank you. For being there, for turning up, for doing that, for all the times you've saved me, for making me feel at last like I belong.
Please accept me.
I think of you. Often.
I'm here for you. Always.
I miss you.
I don't have enough words to explain what you mean to me, but listen to your taste buds and I hope you'll understand.
Cake says this is love. Consume it, for there will always, always be more.