Delicious

I saw in you everything I felt I could be.
You were the darling of so many.
As a couple we would be amazing.
People would cry when they saw us together.

You were older, younger, mature, playful, a great listener.
You were funny, creative, musical and madly in love with the me.
I was whatever you saw in me and then a bit more for good measure.
I was in love with the idea of us. Of course, I was in love with you.

It was fate.
It was intense.
It was justified.
Superimposed over the life I was already living.
Like a dieter sneaking snickers.
You were delicious.