Poetry - Green Tea Talk
The rain patters quietly on the grass.
Each drop from above is a sensitive kiss -
what I focus on as I listen to you
say that you no longer love me.
Distorted focus helps the heart
mend faster; of course it should hurt
deeper - a realization that I am alive.
I am still able to change, as are you.
So you pack your things
yet leave your books
and exit my place, my eyes still focused
on the extremely green grass.
Too late to accept my wrongs, decided quickly
over green tea sipped carefully one day with no conversation.
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