True Love of Coffee

I tried, with every ounce of who I was I held on
Her hand was warm, her eyes piercing
I can be honest,
I was desperate
Her lips though, were so cold
I feverishly held her against me for a moment
As she didn’t speak, telling me she had to go
I could feel what she meant
But I was ashamed
I simply wasn’t good enough
I couldn’t change her mind
My faith, my belief, my love
wasn’t enough
I tried,
I begged her to stay,
as the fire in her eyes turned gray
I lost myself in my screaming
as I held her closer than I ever had
and as the rain came down,
Part of me became so sad
as my life changed  against my futile resistance
I said good-bye
to everything
I gave my heart to you
to all I knew
and I cried
that day you died

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