Hedonic Hunger
It's not like I am starving or anything. But I have this strange craving of you. It's not like I would faint or anything. But I have this strange urge of you. On a perfect Sunday morning, After having a perfectly healthy breakfast I still yearn for a cup of tea, out of pleasure. A complete unnecessity. Which they say, I should avoid. It's not good for the well-being of me. On a perfect Sunday morning, After having a well-fed soul, I still yearn for you, out of pleasure. A complete unnecessity. Which they say, I should avoid. It's not good for the well-being of me. It's not like I need you to survive. But I have this appetite for you, In order to sustain myself. It's not like I am obliged to have you. But I have this requirement of you, In order to nurture myself. You are like that forbidden fruit From Eden. A cup of tea I should avoid. But I still get hungry for you. Do you know what hedonic hunger is? I am hedonically hungry for you.