Sitting in a hustling crowd,
all by myself,
getting some me time.

Sipping on my normal coffee mix,
from one of my all time favourite stalls.
It might not seem much,
but it signifies a humbling gift to me.

The night before,
I was thinking about you and how things turned out.
Tears started to fall.

It’s been months since I’ve shed tears.
Forgotten that piercing sensation
in my eyes after all night of crying.

I needed me time.
I need me to centre myself before heading to work.

For that,
I’m thankful and content for a cup of
fragrant coffee.