Two Cups of Coffee. One’s empty, the other’s getting cold

The sun is setting,

and I’m still hoping.

That you’ll come walking up the path.

Am I crazy?

Or just hazy?

To still be wishing for your love.

The feeling lingers,

the touch of your skin on my fingers.

How I longed for those moments.

Just give me a chance.

Let us do another dance.

You’ll see that I still care.

Let’s forget the past,

and let me in and I’ll ace whatever test.

We’ll make it through, you’ll see.

Another day has gone.

You aren’t coming home.

Two cups of coffee.

One’s empty, the other’s getting cold.