The cup and I,
We’re quite good friends.
We sit up late
Together.

He holds my tea,
I hold his weight
While we breathe warm
Together.

We watch T.V.
In the ghost-glow
Of morning’s blush
Together.

We fight our foe
Insomnia
With soothing sips
Together.

We hide my smiles
In soft kisses,
Warm lips, clay rim
Together.

And when I cry,
I cry to him.
Tears mix with tea
Together.

So when we fall,
We bleed, we bleed
Dull brown, thick red
Together.

The fall that tore
My skin apart,
Broke both of us
Together.

But when I move
I see that we
Did not survive
Together.

My cup, my cup,
Your short-lived life
Tore our amore
Apart.