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I like my coffee sweet on my tongue.
A rich, earthy but candy-like taste
That I mourn with every morning, as
The golden hour leaves behind
An empty space in my heart.
And I know it’s not for everyone;
The sweetness of white sugar
Lingering in the insides of the mouth.
But it feels comforting, somehow.
That distance between sweet and bitter,
Knowing the difference balances each other out.
They taste horrible on their own,
But feel perfect together.
And occasionally, I wonder,
Can it work the same way with people, too?
Is there a way my kindness
Could ever outweigh the pain you feel?
Or do I have to look for someone new?
Sometimes, I sit in my living room
And watch as the sun sets once and for all.
The final warmth of the golden light
Spreading across the place I call my home,
As my favorite blanket hugs my legs.
And sometimes, in those moments,
I miss my coffee.
The taste of sweetness that outweighs
The rich, earthy bitterness.
Sometimes, I miss that taste of balance
That used to give me hope.
But now, I don’t know
Anymore.
I take a look outside to the morning sun;
The golden hues once again
Shining so bright and beautiful.
I take a slow sip of my coffee,
Let it melt on my tongue, but
It tastes different now.
Too artificial; without a balance.
I look outside, and
Feel this empty space in my heart again.
Should I use less sugar?
Try something new?
Or should I move on from you,
Even if I don’t want to?
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