darling, stay

by Muskan Sethi 22:42 0 comments Poetry

my coffee tastes a lot like 

how late you were 

the day

you decided 

not to show up. 

Your absence, 

like the smoke of the cigarette 

I never smoked 

finding home 

in the ash 

that I threw away. 

Darling, stay. 

I rebel in your perfume 

that I do not wear anymore

but the glass bottle 

isn’t empty 

yet. 

And all the words 

that you do not say 

are noise. 

I hear too much 

and I say too much, 

but it’s just

never enough. 

I stopped listening to my music.

It is yours now. 

I see the gibbous 

but I’m looking at the crescent. 

Sometimes all I think of is you. 

The lines get blurry each day. 

I pretend like I know the directions. 

And I drown in all this caffeine. 

I look at the time

you’re gone already

I drink my coffee 

and walk away. 

_darling, stay