Empty Teacup
The city doesn't excite me
Quite as much as it used to.
It's bustling with energy and footsteps,
But none belong to you.
The streetlights flicker on
and drown out the sunset.
I put the kettle on to boil,
And set the table for one.
Epilogue 13 years later: "Does this tuxedo make me look fat?" asked Axky trying to button up the coat. "Um honey," started Paula hesitantly trying to say yes without hurting his feelings. "You see it's not your fault, it's mine. With Vicky being with us I sort of went overboard with cooking delicious stuff the last couple of months. It's totally normal that you would need a larger size---" "You are calling me fat!" exclaimed Axky melodramatically. "I can't believe it." "No! I mean yes, a little," said Paula cursing under her breath. Why was he so sensitive about his weight anyway? It wasn't like it was important to her. "That is it!" said Axky taking off the ill fitting coat. "My new diet starts now." "Axky you can't diet now." Said Paula exasperatedly. "It's Arthur's wedding next week. Then we are going on a vacation to Italy. How can you possibly pass up
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