The pain of watching you slip away,
Is sweeter than I anticpated.
Like a coffee made with too much sugar,
it is clear not enough attention was paid.
To sip a drink, as sweet as you,
Reminds me of the dentist, and
And the hard parts of life that are meant to
I don't know, better tomorrow
The warmth you offer, is a cold comfort
Most nights you are exactly what I don't need
Yet there you are, like a needle in a vein,
Or a pill in a clenched hand,
Or too much sugar in a coffee.
You've thrown off my taste,
Nothing smells right,
And when I try to go back to the way things were
The bitter taste of reality brings me back in
You coat my life, in a milky foam,
blurring the important with the mundane.
Stealing away the differences that make life,
I don't know, enticing to experience.
I can't share with you, the complexity of chai,
for you too will have to over power it,
nor can I share with you the subtlies of matcha,
the calmness in the middle of chaos,
I cannot share, London Fogs, on a chilly evening,
Nor a moka on a crispy morning walk.
You don't know these things about me,
Even though they've been offered to you.
You know me, only as a coffee with too much sugar,
If only you had tried me before modifying me first,
You would have seen, that the barista did listen,
It was your own ego that made you indulge
The taste of watching you slip away,
Is more bitter than I anticipated,
I guess I have to find the sweetness in myself.
· Sun Sep 20, 2020 @ 01:10am · 0 Comments