by Pink_Poet_

The aroma of brewing coffee filled the air

As the doors slid to make way

In the coffee shop.

This was a place where our stories were written

On a chalkboard menu

That dictated the prophecy

Of two broken souls finding home.

As the sips of coffee drowned my mind

I found myself at sea

In a tiny boat that we built together.

Your eyes loved the ocean

While mine dreamed of stars above

My wings cocooned; couldn't fly away

To a faraway galaxy where my soul nested.

The days felt endless, with no land to rest

As the sea kept bringing us back to the storm.

But now it feels like I'm alone

Trying to save us.

Those breathless moments of roving

Through the clashing tides

While the moon played hide and seek

With the rising waves

Those sleepless nights, aligning the stars

To find a way back and end this journey.

But the sea was a puzzle that needed to be solved

A mystery driving the sailors insane

A lie told to the weak.

My body was broken

My heart was damaged

My soul anointed.

And it was far too late to realize

You were the storm

And I kept circling it.

The boat thrashed

Nothing was left intact

I drifted on a log for days

Thirsty and hungry

I thought I'll die

Be food for another creature.

The barista calling your name

Woke me from my trance

Back to the soothing

ambiance of the cafe.

My wandering gaze met yours

The golden-hued drink in my hand, cold now

Said it to me, it's time to let go.

My legs walked to the door

Taking in one last breath

Before walking out.

In that coffee shop

I left my storm behind.

Today's prompt: Platonic

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