You were my cup of tea. I drink coffee now.
Yes,
you were. You were my sweet cup of tea. I make you every morning. I put some
sugar and pour some water on you. You changed. Your colour. Your taste. Your smell.
You
changed your form.
Just
like you change my day. I stir you over and over. Until I’m sure that you are
ready to drink. I lift the glass closer to my face. I can smell the scent
really well. Your scent.
I
took a deep breath and get your smell inside of me. I was hipnotized by you. You
asked me to taste yourself. So I put my lips on the edge of the glass and drink
you. I kissed you like noone else does. You took control of me when nobody else
could.
The
sweetness touched my tongue. I can even feel it with my heart. Your sweetness
was my favorite. I was blinded by it. My tongue and my heart started to be
insensible. I was nonchalant by any other kind of drink.
By then, I realized that we are the most
perfect soulmate that ever exist. We - ah, I start to call you and I 'we' or 'us' - we stay together after years and years. Even longer than I could imagine.
until someday...
A cloudy morning I sat on the balcony with you. Something strange happened.
I start feel something else when I reach the bottom of the glass. You
almost gone. I was afraid and anxious. My hands were shaking. I tasted something
bitter. The more I drink, it gets bitter and your colour gets darker, just like clouds that day. I don’t
know what happen. Can you help me explain this situation?
I
closed my eyes. I feel like I’m going to throw up. The bitterness took control,
where were you?
I can’t feel your sweetness anymore. And it hurts me. It hurts
my tongue, burned my throat and slip through my heart. I was wounded by you. And you’re not here
to fix me. You left me all alone with this glass. I looked for you everywhere. At the shop, at the supermarket, mini market even on your field. But I didn't find you.
I was thirsty and it choked me up. I couldn't stand it. So
I moved on. But I never said goodbye. Just like you never said a word to me.
what I wanted to tell you is that I
drink coffee now. I drink the most bittersweet coffee. It has so many taste. I
never drink the exactly same taste as I drink before. It keeps surprising me
with its scent and its sense.
I
like my coffee better than I used to like my tea.
Eventhough,
my coffee sometimes won’t let me fall asleep. But I’m happy because I stay up
with him. He never left me, never let me down, never let me taste the bitter only.
and my
coffee always warm. He keeps me closer to him. Even closer than my tea did.
My
coffee always be there so far. I don’t need to look for another tea cause I’m
so lucky to have my coffee next to me.
Dear my tea...
wherever you are, I wish you well. And please try to never let someone taste your bitterness anymore. I bet they are going to die within seconds.
From your ex-addict
The One That Always Sits on A Balcony
The One That Always Sits on A Balcony
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