Poetry: An Hour in Coffee Bean

An Hour in Coffee Bean


I gave you so many chances to explain
About all the promises you made in vain;
Though I may look like a fool in this place
It doesn’t matter if in the end I’ll have peace

But the clock is ticking, and time is passing
By now I should realize you’re never coming,
Still, I’ll wait ‘til the very last minute,
I’ll give you the chance though you don’t deserve it.

Half an hour to go and that is all
This is the time whether we stand or we fall;
I’m trying to be positive about everything
But like a flood, anger and resentment again are starting.

Now the time is almost through
And it’s proving that nothing you ever said was true.
If anything were true and real
You’d be here and all wounds would heal.

I stare through this huge glass
Watching absently as people pass,
Hoping to see a familiar face break through the crowd,
But that’s just wishful thinking on a cloud.

Just in the nick of time you came
But it all ended up the same.
The questions were still left unanswered;
Maybe I shouldn't have even bothered.


We can never bring back what used to be
Even the friendship between you and me;
Maybe in time I can really forgive, and finally forget;
Until then, I hope our paths never meet.