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bed and coffee
when you left my life
and took away
the things I had got
I was afraid of being lonely
I was afraid to be alone
you left me
just like people left their bed unmade
or a cold coffee on a table
forgotten
needless
and when I got used to it
you came back
saying
you miss me
just like people miss their warm bed
or a hot coffee in the winter morning
and took away
the things I had got
I was afraid of being lonely
I was afraid to be alone
you left me
just like people left their bed unmade
or a cold coffee on a table
forgotten
needless
and when I got used to it
you came back
saying
you miss me
just like people miss their warm bed
or a hot coffee in the winter morning
Published 20th Jul 2019
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20th Jul 2019 10:34pm
The metaphor is quite endearing and the write has economy, which puts the single scene into a clear frame. Awesome work. Welcome to the site. I hope you will find your time here enriching. There are many talented writers to admire and befriend.
Daniel
Daniel
21st Jul 2019 1:01pm
22nd Jul 2019 11:41pm
It was my pleasure. Please look to me if you're looking for a friend. I hope you will make many here. Be safe and blessed.
