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May 2014
I never used to drink black coffee,
my body had craved the sugar, begged for the sweetnessΒ Β 
but after all of our afternoons in that coffee shop,
after all the nights where I drank nothing but you,
I found myself more and more okay with the taste,
I found myself needing less and less sweetness to satisfy my tongue.

It was only after you left did I realize I had come to enjoy black coffee,
I had grown accustomed to the bitterness and dreaded the sweetness.

It was only after you left did I realize you had taken all the sweetness with you.
Jess Ram
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Jess Ram  PA
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