The Phantom Lover

I add cream to my coffee to find my heart has contradicted and confused me again.

The pain swirls around until it’s all absorbed through and through.

As I lick my spoon I sigh the discomfort and dejection from my mind.

I couldn’t hide my affection and accompanying attraction.

I shouldn’t have said anything.

None-the-less, I’ll move on cuz that’s what I do.

I know I’m still worthy of my own love.

That’s the most important and amazing anyway.

I still love me.

My ego says I’m brilliant.

As the caffeine kicks in it becomes my stimulating ally and my confidant.

Artificial euphoria in a cup.

I am invigorated once again.

I love it!