Dear coffee I need him like I need you; My tears won’t dry they keep running, heart in ruin I don’t know what to do; That reflection can’t be who I’m becoming; All I can taste is the lattes he made me blended with laughter and music he’d sing; I see his shadow outside where he would be; Particles dissolve along with a speaker collapsing into the taste of discarded coffee; Not hearing his voice now is too much to bare, I want so badly for him to be right here.