tea/warmth

im thinking how if i sit here long enough
holding this hot tea
it ll somehow turn into you
and ill feel your warmth instead
or
maybe your taste will be cool and sweet
or
how i wont feel this lonely shaking feeling
deep inside me when i think
how we used to be...

how i used to be...

so full of light like the sunrise
now all that i feel is the dark misty sundown
of a bitter winter night

as the clouds pass by
just like you did to me