The coffee cools While I pretend not to notice. Some things deserve A longer goodbye. Your name drifts through my mind Like cream through dark warmth, Softening edges I swore were sharp. I hold the cup with both hands, As if it might tell me Where you are right now. The room leans inward, Listening with me. Nothing arrives, But nothing leaves either. I imagine you smiling The kind that forgives silence. The last sip tastes braver than I am, Lingering where certainty should be. Love is strange that way: It warms without asking, It stays without proof. I set the cup down gently, Afraid to wake the moment. If you ever wonder Whether you were missed Know this: Even empty, The cup remembered you.
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