Morning coffee

I’m staring in my coffee cup cause I can not get up.

Seeing this face takes me to that place, where you and I can once again share our love.

But then I’m slapped in the face, as if with a glove, that you traded that in for another.

I hope he makes you happy, I hope he makes you smile, because I sure wont be doing that for a while.

But have a good day, show him your smile and I’ll look at mine… sitting at the bottom of a luke warm latte.

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