Staring through the glass wall of the coffee shop
Her shaky hands lifted the coffee mug
And stopped midway in the air
Inhaling the steam.
A lone tear slid down her left cheek
Her vision blurred yet she stared at nothing
As she lifted the mug to her lips for a sip
Tilting her hat downwards to conceal her tears,
The pain she wore still remained unveiled.
©Zoe
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