The coffee's still bitter no sugar inside
yet somehow it warms me deep down inside.
No honey no cream just that old dark hue
but since you've been mine it tastes something new.
Each sip used to sting like a cold, sharp goodbye
now it melts on my tongue like your soft little cry.
Maybe its love or the way that you smile
that's turning my cup bitter to sweet mile after mile.
You're not in the cup, oh my cupcake but you live in the steam,
in every slow sip, in each quiet dream.
And though nothing's changed, the recipe; no cheat
my coffee's still bitter....but darling It's sweet!
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 10:44 AM UTC
The coffee's still bitter no sugar inside
yet somehow it warms me deep down inside.
No honey no cream just that old dark hue
but since you've been mine it tastes something new.
Each sip used to sting like a cold, sharp goodbye
now it melts on my tongue like your soft little cry.
Maybe its love or the way that you smile
that's turning my cup bitter to sweet mile after mile.
You're not in the cup, oh my cupcake but you live in the steam,
in every slow sip, in each quiet dream.
And though nothing's changed, the recipe; no cheat
my coffee's still bitter....but darling It's sweet!
#Why does the bitter coffee with no sugar that I always make, Now tastes sweet?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
lemme know so confused
love <3
arushiii
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