Dark Sugar

He marked me with bits of him And left behind lots of habits After i lost him. I don't remember that day, but The following morning, My first goodbye was coffee. That bitter taste Ran through my throat And cut my tongue Like the words i said to him The night before. I started drinking coffee everyday At first, the pleasure Was unknown to me, i couldn't Understand it. I didn't like it, i didn't hate it... I just did it because it helped. Just like him It kept me up through the day And sometimes at night. It was the first thing i woke up to My first thought, first breath. The smell, just like his, Was actually tremendous. The truth is, i still drink coffee... But it doesn't hurt anymore. Cause having you Was the sweetest sugar And the aftertaste Lasts.