Sweet Sadness

I no longer enjoy eating chocolates.

If before a pack of Hershey's Kisses is enough to shine upon my gloomy day, it's no longer the same. I bought 2 packs but I haven't touched it. My brother and my dad are the ones consuming the delightful sweet. They still seem to have it in them to enjoy such things.

I can't remember the last time I ate an actual piece of chocolate. My friend gave me a piece of Toblerone mini and I just took it home. Even if I feel like buying a Machiavelli chocolate, once I pass by the store, the excitement is gone (and to think I haven't even bought a single chocolate from Machiavelli Chocolatier. I heard it's exquisite). Royce chocolates usually excites me but I think it's no longer that fascinating to me. I remember a guy who once gave me a box of Royce chocolates. I miss the feeling of surprise of receiving it as well as the joy of receiving something like that from him.

Did I suddenly become health conscious? I know I got a little chubby but I still enjoy eating sweet stuff (except chocolates.) They said it's better not to deprive yourself with the sweet stuff. I still eat the usual cake or pies or pastries. But an actual piece of chocolate is different.

Chocolate is considered as an aphrodisiac and it gives you a sense of joy/excitement in it self and even the manner of eating it. When you open a box of chocolates, you let your fingers glide to each piece, feeling the smoothness, appreciating how it's presented and you wonder how each different piece will taste. You get excited as you put it in your mouth, and savor the sweetness. Then you'll feel a sense of happiness, just because it's chocolate.

My romance with chocolate has somewhat faded. I have been feeling down since the start of the year. I wonder what it is that's missing? And I wonder if the chocolate can still give me that loving feeling.