another cup of coffee-
i'm drinking
as if i'll find the answer
somewhere buried within the caffeine.
the only thing i'm accomplishing
is a foggier shade of reality
an overindulgent perspective
where you never left me
in this kitchen. in this light.
alone.
i still have bailey.
and my suitcase
leans against the door frame.
sad reminders of youth
and a love
unspent.
i was far too careful
with matters of the heart
that i forgot about the body
and the needs of humanity.

this loss
will forever remind me of that.

-a.