Dear Krispy Kreme,
I know I wasn't a great friend when you first came to town.
I know I promised to show you a good time and introduce you to my friends.
I'm sorry we didn't go for picnics in the park - and I didn't even take you to work.
I'm sorry we parted ways when I got health conscious and you thought you were no longer loved.
I should have been there.
I should have loved you the way you so deserve.
I realize now how loveable you truly are.
You haunt me in my dreams.
You lickable, warm, soft, lard-ass.
Please come back in my life. I promise I'll make the effort to see you often. Just don't ever change.