Looking at the half-sipped coffee. Cold and sad
Losing its bittersweet aroma. No longer inviting
Its sour taste has taken all my senses
Immersing into my chest
Drenching tears
Wondering if you are dreaming in the sky
or staring blankly into yesman world
Though this sweet smell still lingers, the shadow has gone
Again, the space no longer same without you
1 comment:
life goes on and too beautiful to let it halts.... la vita bella....
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