Lost.

coffee

Hands wrapped around

a now cold

mug of coffee

acrid like

the after effects

of our arguments

not wanting to admit

how wrong I am and be the

first to say sorry

I shamelessly listen to

the snow fall outside

regret sinks in as the

bitter taste hits my tongue

I still stare off frozen

not wanting to admit

defeat

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