Sugar

Sugar, You are my fantasy. An enigma that is wrapped around my body. I try to push you away, but you keep coming back to me. Baby, why are you so addicted to my ecstasy? All of my flaws are on display, yet, you stay, Why? There aren't any daisies here, sweet pea, nor are there fields of tall grass or barrels of hay; Instead, there are flames. Don't get too close pumpkin, or your heart may get broken.