New Year Eve

And the New Year is gone but you still aren’t here. No call or text message. You could have sent an email. Perhaps you are busy or who knows you don’t even know someone is waiting here with freshly baked cake. Yes your favourite dark chocolate cake. The rain drops are humming and while the coffee’s steam dances in air I think of the good old days. Days filled with love. Oh I should not give up hope. Good days are still here. Probably you will come. I’ve already cut the cake and put the piece of it on plate. There are plates, cups and some music but no spoon. I know how much you like to eat with my fingers. You will never grow up, will you? Just stay here. Be an extrovert as you never changed. Come back at least for the sake of love or to taste my chocolate cake for one last time.


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