How many cups have I drank?
The memories that come with every cup.
My memories of her, like this cup of coffee is bitter-sweet.
The times we shared, the moments we smiled and laughed.
The times I cried.
This coffee like our love was sweet at times but also really bitter but I couldn’t get enough of it.
I kept coming back for that addicting bitter sweet taste.
But suddenly the flavor changed…
the bitter-sweet flavor I used to know. All the sweetness… gone. the bitter-sweet flavor I loved and craved for turned black.
The flavor I so loved had disappeared as well as my love for coffee and also my memories of those days we spent together.
After some time I came to my favorite coffee shop looking for the taste that I’ve been missing for a long time, the taste I missed so much.
As I sit here with my cup of coffee, all the memories start flooding back…
Will I be able to taste that bitter-sweet flavor I once loved again?