Peaches and Pears

i love the way fresh fruit fills the air with its sweetness, makes the skin feel all sticky as it dribbles down your chin, dances across your taste buds, and slides oh so gently down your throat; now every bite i take is stained by your words and suddenly, maybe, fruit isn't quite as sweet as i remember.

"Wait your turn!" "Next time, I won't even tell you we bought any." "Selfish." "If you go first, you'll eat like a pig." "It's all gone, it had to be you!" "Greedy." "How fat can you be?" "Wow."