Missed

October 7, 2010

I am not one

To dramatically promise

That I will never love again

But you were automatic as milk in my coffee

Didn’t realise how essential you were to me

Until you were gone

Waking up without you

Brings tears to my eyes

Five years after I left you

I still don’t like my coffee black

– Karlo Mila

 

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