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Excerpt from A Warm Cup:

I nod. Looking at the way you hesitate to take my hand, resting so near yours. I know you're already gone..

I will make it easy for both of us, I tell myself.
I will forget the feel of your hands on my skin..
I will smile and tell you that I'm happy for you because that's what you want to hear and that's what I want to believe..
I will not hope you will be coming back soon nor say that I wish I'm going with you.

Instead, I will keep in mind that there is nothing between us anymore.

It's just that the coffee is too warm...and I am so cold.