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 You were my cup of tea. I looked forward to you every morning when I woke up and every night before I closed my eyes. You made me feel relaxed, and you made me feel comfort. I was your glass of alcohol. I washed all of your pain away. I gave you a temporary feeling. I gave you happiness, then I gave you regret. When you left me, I realized how it felt for you.

Excerpt from a book I will never write #23 // You were my cup of tea, but I drink alcohol now

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