I opened it today.
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For a second, I heard a pang in my heart.
I still really wished though that he had received it.

Thinking it'll be a waste not to eat it, I took one.
The flavor's sweet and good, yeah, but I don't feel good eating it.

I took another one, but still, I felt bad though the chocolates were so amazingly delicious.
I wondered, Would he have enjoyed it?

I closed the box and thought to myself that I couldn't eat it so I'll just give it to someone else.
I guess the chocolates somehow remind me how I felt rejected not being able to hand it to him.

It amazes me how one's feeling can affect one greatly.

oh, bench, you really have this one little girl's thoughts wrapped around your finger.