Sitting at a cafè You are hot chocolate- Warming up my heart~ I take a sip. ... The sweet taste I expected Was now bitter? You make my heart ache- burning my mouth, all of these emotions running through my mind- days- months-!
i feel awake.
Your words wake me up Every heartbeat hurts The sweetness I felt was now bitter I told myself it was bittersweet But you are coffee And I like my coffee unsweetened.
I should have trusted my tongue You are as caring as my coffee is sweet-
Sometimes you expect sweetness, but all you taste is bitter.