Around 11:45pm
sitting on the terrace,
having a sip of coffee,
feeling the air
which is like him, sweet and cold.
it's comes and touches my cheeks
and blows away again.
it's always leaves his presence
and make me feel cold.
suddenly he sat beside me
and having a sip of coffee from my mug
and staring at me as if the world is ending.
he want to say something,
something which I want to hear.
which makes that moment pleasurable.
but he did not say anything and vanished.
left me alone with my coffee
and his presence in the air,
which again touches my cheeks
and blows away.
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