Floating earth

Psychological visitors while you sip your morning coffee.
He was magnificent.
You could not stop looking at his face while he kissed you.
It was not his fault, you would not stop looking at that face long before you met him.
You would miss the flight to look into that face.
He abandoned you.
Now his silhouette in front of you.
At the corner of the glass.
Scorning at you.
You sip the coffee another time.
Another unwanted psychological character.
You fell in love with him.
Happened for once in your life.
He challenged you.
He knew better.
Oh those dark dark corners.
He abandoned you.
You sip the coffee another time.
He crawls in front of you.
A mosquito you want to shy off.
A group of friends.
Somebody claiming I love you.
You wonder why.
Text back some meanigless words.
Some friends chatting.
You smoke.
It is so quiet here.
An ambulance passes by.
You used to wonder how did it end up that way.
Now it does not look that way anymore.
You smoke.
Another text back.
It is quiet here.
Is it?