Let me heal your beautiful pain

I wandered to the kitchen every few minutes just to smell the blueberry lemon loaf baking.

It smelled like happiness on a sunshine-filled afternoon.

I poured the lemon glaze over the loaf while it was still warm from the oven.
Unable to wait for the cake to cool, I cut it up into eight slices.

I bit into a slice.
I closed my eyes.
It was divine.