Found

Tea

I am a reflection of what passion I used to hold, slowly losing every last will to the warmth around me.

The water is comforting, it seems to make all the pain less relevant, less controll taking, while it is the reason I am slowly bleading out.

Technically.

Wanting to enjoy your time, wanting to enjoy your book, you at least had the pity to heat it up, otherwise I would be crying in pain.

Now I am only shaking. Slowly losing my consciousness, colouring the water, filling the air with my scent.

Smelling it, I remember the sun tickling me and life being full and rich, me being happy.

It is wonderful to feel like this once again, to slowly forget all the pain that caused me to end up here.

Please, let me feel this just five minutes longer, before you drink your tea.