salted coffee

you forget me, no one cry
i will never asks you "why"
it's just life, don't need excuse
we  can accept, can refuse

you don't write me, you don't call
yes, i understand it all
stares at window how snow fall
extinguish fire in my soul

it's your choice, i can't comment
just don't know, whats i wait
drink coffee, salted as tears
yes, i know, i deserve this

i just stares at empty wall
i know how to play my role
stand up ten times, if nine fall,
and extinguish fire in soul

ver.2 for all who love "right writing" (thanks to my editor)

In the realm of forgotten souls, I reside,
No tears shed, no questions implied.
Life's tapestry weaves its intricate tale,
Acceptance or refusal, we shall not fail.

Through silent days, no letters arrive,
No calls to soothe, no words to revive.
By the window, I watch snowflakes fall,
Extinguish the fire, dimming my soul's call.

Your choice, I respect, no judgment I cast,
Yet, in my heart, a question amassed.
What do I await, in this lonely plight,
As coffee's bitterness mirrors my night?

Salty tears, they flow, a bitter stream,
For I know, this pain is my destined theme.
At the empty wall, my gaze fixed and cold,
I play my role, a story yet untold.

Though nine times I fall, I'll rise tenfold,
Yet, the fire within, it grows ever cold.
With each passing day, my spirit wanes,
As memories fade, like distant refrains.

In this solitude, I find my release,
A dance of shadows, a haunting peace.
For in this void, where love once bloomed,
I extinguish the fire, my soul entombed.