A Note to Coffee
written sometimes in year of 2000

Hurt again? I can't tell you how sad I feel when nothing goes right. Things are always bothering you, right? I can hardly imagine you go form having everything in the world down to negative. Just remember.. when you suffere I suffer with you. I am always with you no matter how things went. I know you felt very lonley and you are so scared. You know I get scared a lot but I always try to keep them inside myself. Because you know, people could sense it when you are scared. They sense everything! Just be strong! Where is the coffee I used to know? Where is the coffee that used to be humous? Where is the coffee who used to be so confident about himself?

"Does coffee smile?" You ask me....of course he always does.

I don't know how to answer you.... I can feel that you are so sad... and scared... I am normally cold and I am never emotional about anything. And you, on the other hand, are so much like me. People don't understand you. But I do. Deep inside you, You are just a child.You needed to be understand.. to be loved, to have people listened to you.But I don't understand why can't you just show yourself a bit more.

"Thinking of her again right?" I ask you..

You laugh... " Are you kidding Frank? She is long gone arleady and I am so happy that I am here being myself again."

Lying! I know you are. You always lie  about your own feeling. Just the way I know you. Why can't you just grab the pillow and cry for a few hours?

"Me crying?" hahaha... you laugh. "Are you kidding Frank?"

My dearest coffee.. can you think of something else beside " are you kidding Frank?"

Sometimes it rains so hard and I wonder if it will ever stop at all. Does anyone know how to make it stop? Can I have something else beside how sad you feel? Come on! Lighten up!

Here is a poem from the musician... for you coffee....

I
n the desert,
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
held his heart in his hands,
and ate of it.
I said, " is it good, friend?"
"it's bitter - bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
because it is bitter,
and because it is my heart."


Let me play your favorite music, Coffee...
I turn on the CD player and the songs from Secret Garden start to flow. You love this, don't you coffee?

You slowly sit down on the chair. I can tell from your eyes that your mind is not with me anymore. Your eyes are not focused anymore as if the person kneeling in front of you do not exist at all. You are looking at the wall at my back through me. No, not the wall. You are looking at an empty space... where there are just no end. No land. Totally empty....... And no hope.

We all want our life to be happy, don't we? What is the point if all you have is pain? You have lost everything. Your career, your house, all your savings and worst of all, your love one....

Sometimes I wonder why am I still here for? Just to look  at you getting sad?
Fish says, you can't see my tears, becacuse I am in water.
Water says, I can feel your tears, because you are in my heart.
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