I made your drink the way you like
Two spoons in, a little light
Still it tasted off today
Like the smile you took away
The chair you always leaned upon
Still creaks even though you're gone
And in that sound, I almost hear
The things you’d say if you were near
You don’t need to be in view
To remind me what was true
Coffee’s not the same, you know
Even when it’s brewed just so
There’s no warmth in how it pours
Not like when you'd close the doors
Every sip just feels too plain
When your laughter’s not the same
Even sugar can’t reclaim—
What we had before you came
You don’t stir the cup no more
But your touch is at the core
Not the taste, not the flame—
It’s your calm that gave it name
And this mug still holds your name
Though the coffee’s not the same