Coffee Stains

I can still smell you
In the bed you once slept
The clothes you once wore
In the house, these sheets
Memories of you I can’t wash away
Like the old coffee stains
On the mug you once used
Not so long ago
Where’d you go
Why am I still here
Mourning like you’re dead
But you’re not
But you’re not here either

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