As I watched the steam rise from my cup. I flashed back to how we first began. Fucked up from the beginning. True we had a bond, I should have listened to you and left it alone. Others around me encouraged , but still keep that caution in my head. I take a sip from my cup, wishing they could be your lips pressed against mine instead of this porcelain. My head is spinning and I begin to drown...drowning in everything that made us...well...us. As the sunshine through the blinds in my kitchen window, the sun rays hit my eyes. Even if we did rekindle this affair...would it be as pure as it was when we started. It is too tainted just like the coffee stains on this white tablecloth. I can put our love aside and try to fade you out of my mind. Do I give up or do I give in? Silence makes a strong heart turn cold. My heart of gold turning into stone. You changed me, I didn't change we.
I take another sip of from the cup. This coffee as bitter as how I feel. I stir in the milk, I watch it cloud up and come back to the top. I pour in some sugar. The main ingredients to a perfect cup of coffee. Similar to a relationship...the two main ingredients are trust and communication...stirred together they make everything sweeter.
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