Consumed by Coffee

All things in life,

all places,

all times,

all versions of me,

are made better

with coffee.

Coffee

is the clock

in which I

measure my days.

The time that passes,

and the value added.

From the first sip,

to the last glug,

it is my

steadfast companion

in all things.

And

if you seek

to unlock

the treasures

of my heart,

you will find

the key

in coffee.

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Sinking Ships

Can somebody please tell me how to fix this sinking ship? Because I'm exhausted. I've given my all to bailing out these frigid waters, fighting against the relentless surge. I waste every breath, every thought, every effort, to confining an endless tide. I cannot stop. But I'll drown out here, cold and alone, if I don't pause, find the source and fix this broken vessel. So teach me how to plug the gap before it kills me.

Too much

I would lie on burning coals, scorch my soul, if it spared your feet from the heat. I'd devote my hectic days, and sleepless nights, to making yours just a little brighter. I would give my every cent, happily spent, to make you smile for a while. All I ask in return is to always feel beautiful, wanted, treasured, and adored. To know, without a single doubt, that I'm yours. Your one and only, now and always. So tell me, honestly, am I asking for too much?

I'm sorry...

So, over the past few months or so I've been trying to figure out how to write this post, to talk about the end of my five-year relationship. The intention was to clear my head of this swirling mass of thoughts, and attempt to find some clarity. But, every time I ended up writing, this post got longer and more difficult. So I put it off, I avoided it, and I stressed about how on earth I would ever manage to translate my thoughts into words. However, I refused to give in, because part of me believed that once I could get this confusing tangle of emotion out of my head and into words, I would finally be at peace. So, one sentence at a time, as the days and weeks and months stretched on, I managed to string together this rambling mess of thoughts. And in the end, it just turned into an apology. To myself, to those around me, and more than anything, to the girl who all of this began with. So, here goes... Do you ever feel like the longer time passes, the further from yourself yo...

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