Tuesday, March 17, 2009

A Cup of Tea

That cup of tea on my hand
Fingers clasped around it
It felt so real, yet it never was
Is this life less warm because it wasn’t?
Dreams, parallel worlds
You smiled and everything bloomed
Today when I saw you in the mall
You didn’t even look back
So different we were
In that world that we let go
So warm, like that cup of tea
Full of hopes, full of joy
It felt so real, I believed it was
Awakening to my senses now
I feel a deep sense of losing
Something that I never had
An alternate path that I never took
Some warmth into my life that I so much need
Like the cup of tea that we never shared

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