It’s time to end the romance. When the one you love continually makes you sick to your stomach and reams your intestinal tract, take it as a sign.

End the relationship.

When the sweetness hides an excoriating future, refuse.

When the pain is greater than the sweetness and beauty, flee the temptation.

Ah, my Beloved, so white and creamy, blissful to the tongue, farewell. You are no more friend of mine.