
Some years ago, my friend celebrated my birthday at Secret Recipe. No buy one free one though on that day. Haha. We ordered a tiramisu. And i felt dissapointment. Maybe because i expected better from Secret Recipe, or maybe dissapointment IS the feeling of love.
If it really so, then dissappoint i must. For i can't go without love. Even if it is bitter, i must taste the bitterment or i will never cede. Stupid sentiment maybe, but heck, i am an aquarian.
Well, if dissapointment is the real feeling of love, maybe for me, that time, love was a dissapointment. Maybe tiramisu is a reflection of the eater feeling. Maybe, tiramisu is really that mysterious.
If i eat a tiramisu now, maybe i will feel contentment.
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