Ice Cream Sundae Theory

Over the years (geesh, that makes me sound old), I have wrote or thought about several of my own personal theories. I will post them once I put them down in writing and edit them to my standards (which are rather low so it shouldn't take long). I hope you enjoy them and maybe you can share some of your own theories!
The Ice Cream Sundae Theory

Being in love, or a relationship, is like an enormous ice cream sundae. It is 10 different flavors of ice cream, all of your favorites of course, piled high and covered with whipped creaming, caramel sauce, chocolate syrup, and my personal favorite, colored sprinkles. You always crave the sugary goodness of this delectable treat, but refrain from it from time to time for various reasons. You might be on a diet, out of money, or simply don't want it. Whatever the reason, packed away in the back of your mind, you always crave that huge ice cream sundae. In that large glass bowl contains everything you have ever wanted since you were a child. Just one spoonful with the perfect balance of all the topics is all you need to launch yourself into the clouds.
Occasionally, you allow yourself to indulge in an ice cream sundae, because you deserve it. You are an amazingly great person and why should you be denied a sundae while others gorge themselves on it every day? So, one fateful day, you decide to have one of your very own. You stroll up to the counter and tell the person behind it "Hey, I want one of those. I want to know how it feels to have it all, all the flavors, the whipped cream, and even those colored sprinkles! It is what I have always wanted, so give it all to me!"
You tear into the sundae and are elated by the rush of sugar to your head. Even the brain freezes are welcome because it is magnificent to finally be holding a sundae in your own hands. You can see its beautiful form, you can feel smell the drizzles of sauce, and you can feel the coldness as it hits your tongue. Your eyes may have been bigger than your stomach but you are determined to persevere and make it till the very end.
At last you have made it to the end! You have successfully mastered the sundae and are happy about with your triumph. But oh, how your stomach aches! The large amount of ice cream that resides in you begins to revolt. The cramps are painful as all the ice cream, syrup, whipped cream, and those darn sprinkles call out to you as memories of your feast. You begin to think that the frozen treat was not such a good idea as you race to the bathroom. You spend day after day clinging to a round cold toilet while you relive every moment you had with your past lover. Now you are wondering if you really should have had all 10 flavors, caramel sauce, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, AND sprinkles. They seemed like a good choice before, but now they seem rather toxic. You wanted to taste and know what they felt like, but you begin to question if it was worth the pain you are now in? The feeling you had with the sundae was greater than words can describe, but now, death would be a relief for the pain you are in.
After recuperating from the painful cramps, gaseousness, nausea, heartache, and overall torment, you begin to feel a little relief. It took a long time to get strong from your treat and you seem to be stronger than before. You promise yourself that you won't make the same mistake again. But oh, you still crave that damn sundae. You long for the whipped cream, syrup, and sprinkles, as your stomach warns you and you are still sore from the purging of emotions. Your body remembers the pain and torment as you forced it to welcome all of the ice cream sundae.
In the end, you still want that sundae. Every time you walk by ice cream your mouth begins to water and you only remember the good things, forgetting the aftermath you suffered. You keep telling yourself that you can not possibly have another ice cream sundae again after the havoc it wrecked, and that you will only spend time in anguish and on the toilet. After several personal debates, weighing the pros and cons, you inevitably reach for that huge sundae when given the opportunity. Sprinkles and all, knowing you may have to make a dash for the bathroom or the pink stuff...cause