The Coffee Shop- A Poem By Me

IMG_20150427_194016The world is cold, and with everything I been through I don’t mind when the temperature is below freezing
I laugh sometimes when you said I would be nothing without you/ but little did you know I was already gone once you were leaving
I love myself now, as you now ask me is this all I got from the relationship
I reply yes, all I ever wanted was love as I walk out the coffee shop the first place we met, Yes I love this coffee shop this is my fucking coffee shop, you don’t even like coffee
You follow quickly as I know this routine all to well/ Am I suppose to cry this time like all the other times, hell; is what you put me through without ever wishing me a well,
Well this time you go to hell, I wish you well.

5 thoughts on “The Coffee Shop- A Poem By Me

  1. First, thanks for liking my poem 1976 and second, having read the coffee shop poem above, I see a bit of why. Please come back to my site often because there are several poems of the over 400 there that will resonate with what your poem says. If you catch yourself being bored…heh, heh, heh, move over to my other blog There are over 900 waiting for you there on a myriad of subjects.

    Brent Kincaid, WordMusic.

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