Ah, Valentines day. Forget the lovey dovey scene. This day is all about the chocolate. Or rather, the day after. Just imagining the mass sales of sweet milk chocolate makes my mouth water in anticipation. Yes, my delectable treats, you have but to wait patiently in your wrappers. The peals of laughter that glimmers against your shapely forms, the singing of the crinkling wrapper as you bloom. Delicious nectar that's hidden within these thin lines, your precious taste will not go unnoticed.

I praise thee, delicate chocolate, for you have captured the hearts of many. We are but simple slaves devoted to your coming. Your daily resurrection reassures us and warms our little souls, and we feast upon the mere scent you exude. This chuckling that comes from me now is the joy that I feel in just thinking about how I might taste your lips, how I might-

"Stop laughing to yourself and just buy the dang thing."

Yes, my chocolate, I did give this intruder a proper glare. They might not understand or appreciate your elegance and grace, but fear not. Such outsiders are but bugs in your presence.

"It'll be on sale tomorrow. I'll wait 'til then." Yes, I can wait as long as I must. I shall sweep all of you to my bosom, and carry you gingerly home that I might consume your very essence.

My darling chocolate, just wait for me a little longer. This Valentines day shall soon pass, and you and I shall have our own special date.

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Scary crazy, anyone? : D Obsession for chocolate not encourage. Also not based on personal experience. No.. really. I mean it..