It’s been an evening deep in thought
The sun is dimming down
It’s starting to get colder by the minute
Time is slowing down
The room is getting quiet
And once again she is left alone.
This time it’s not coffee giving life to her soul
It’s chamomile tea soothing her entire heart
With a hint of magic from John Mayer
She has found purpose again
With only one thing preventing her from feeling complete
That being her long-lost love.
Her inability to love as much
And her ability to still get hurt
Have been her only company
On this melancholy ride.
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