Tea Stains

It is a silly Tuesday afternoon
Rain drops hit my window in a magical dance
I sip my cup of tea, thinking, wishing
That you were more than just a memory
I still remember it all
Our laughs, our cries, our adventures
The love in your eyes
I remember how it felt to be with you
To feel you, to trust you, to love you
But you broke that
You left me alone with nothing
A goodbye never said nor explained
But an imprint on my heart
These thoughts leave my uneasy
I spill my tea, and it stains the white sheets
Beneath my window sill
I somehow laugh through my reminiscing
Because this is you
You are nothing but a tea stain
On a Tuesday afternoon

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