Carb Therapy

Boil, drain, pasta over pain. Carbs cure what I can't explain.

Feelings later, I'll maintain. Comfort food's my therapy chain. Drama knocking,

making alfredo. Emotions high, but my carbs are my cradles. Spaghetti spinning on

my fork tempo. Kitchen love's my main manifesto. Pasta before feelings, that's the rule.

Marinara heals better than some food. Carb loading keeps me cool. Self-love served in

a noodle pool. Full plate, empty stress. Cheese makes everything less.

Cook, eat, cook.