Coffee and Cigarettes

Coffee stains and cigarette burns.... Once looking at your face made my heart race.. And now, with the thought of you... My stomach churns.... Submerged in smoke.... Drowning in coffee... Every time I try to speak, I choke... Coughing up regrets ever since you left me.. Ever since I met you, I never wanted to let you down... I never wanted to be the cause of a frown... And as the flames burn brighter, the memory only flickers wilder.... Vivid and clear, it's as if you were still here..... And as I sit here alone, sipping coffee and smoking a cigarette... I watch the day end with the grand finale of a sunset... And I wonder why something would burn so bright only to slowly fade away... I guess everything comes to an end someday.. And what lives on is the memory... After the cigarette has been long put out and the coffee mug is empty and you lay there on the couch alone pondering about life and the mysteries it holds... You slowly start to see the reality... You see the clarity.. That the blackness of night is just as radiant as the golds... And I start to miss everything about you.... And everything we didn't do.... Just because the light is gone, doesn't mean it can't shine again.... Just because the ink has run out doesn't mean you need a new pen.... My friend, this is something that can't be replaced... When I let go of that balloon, I wish it was something I would've chased.... Because now, the reality must be faced.... You're gone and I'm so incoherent I can't even count to ten.... And ten more seconds from now, I'll be lying on the ground... Mourning for something that was lost and never found....