You bite into it expecting what, exactly? That it would taste like those ice cream bars from your youth, the ones you haven't had in years and can't remember the taste of, only sticky liquid dripping down your hands as you fought down giggles? You don't know, but regardless, you find yourself sitting on the kitchen floor, open box of chocolates on the counter and tears running down your face, as you find yourself once more falling short of what has always been just out of reach.