—a rich foam of should-have-known
It came in hot, and soft, and kind,
The sort of drink that clears your mind.
But halfway in, the milk turned thick,
Like comfort sickened into trick.
You thought it love, it was just steam.
A dairy-heavy coping scheme.
The foam was art, the taste was sweet,
But somewhere underneath the treat
Was something cloying, hard to shake,
Like shame inside a birthday cake.
You drank it down to hide the bruise,
The cup was warm. You felt used.
A frothy lie with caramel glow.
It tasted kind. But guilt will show.
📜 Latte Guilt – The Recipe
Ingredients:
- 1½ oz Espresso (pulled like a guilty memory)
- 6 oz Steamed Whole Milk (lush and misleading)
- ½ oz Caramel Syrup (sweet enough to stall accountability)
- Garnish: A delicate heart in the foam—too perfect, too rehearsed
Instructions:
Pull espresso into a wide ceramic cup. Steam milk with caramel syrup until thick, silky, and emotionally inappropriate. Pour gently, shape a heart in the foam, and serve like an apology with eye contact. Sip slowly, preferably while overthinking something from 2014.