Coffee Gone Old

I grabbed an empty cup,
Spooned sugar and cream
I added brewed coffee
And watched the swirls of steam

Rich and bold aroma
Woke up the air
The coffee scorched my tongue
It was too hot to bear.

It went back to its cup
Just then the phone rang.
He told me once again
It’s time we made a plan.

I had things on my plate,
I just couldn’t say
Bitter words filled my ears
He set me free that day.

I went back to my cup
The coffee now cold
It never is the same
When your love has grown old.