Your taste was enticing for far too long.
Your sweet nectar I no longer enjoy.
You are sugary,
you are bubbly,
you are full of caffine.
For days I have missed you;
but I know better than to give in.
The headaches will pass,
the cravings will subside.
You became too comfortable a friend.
Darn my enjoyment of you!
Someday, I hope we can be friendly again.
But not too friendly.