prepared a hot coffee for you,
to warm up your body,
you got comfortable,
maybe a little too comfy,
you forgot about the coffee i made you
and now ask for another one
but i grew tired of doing the same thing over and over again
i am finally done.
(you got too comfortable with me always being there and loving you.)
YOU ARE READING
letters after dark | poetry book 3
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 3 ] a collection of poems and proses of thoughts that fill up the void after dark. #7 in poetry #1 in proses #56 in poem #5 poetrycollection started: june 2023 ended: ----- status: on-going
