I have been holding something in for awhile now. Something that has hurt me profoundly. Something that has an effect on everything that I do on a daily basis. I have been in a lot of relationships in my lifetime, but the loss of this one seems to have cut me deeper than most.

Yes.

You know what I am talking about.

Coffee and I have broken up.

Just seeing those words causes me to mist up. A sob sticks in my throat. We have had such a strong and lasting relationship, or so I thought. But these last few weeks have seen coffee turn against me.

That caffeine buzz i have looked forward to for all of these years has turned into a sudden rush of adrenaline that at times has turned into a panic attack.

Granted, I blame the accident that I was in a couple of years ago, but for some reason you coffee have been what has tossed me over the edge as of late.

I am so sorry that it has come to this. Just when I thought we were cruising into our later years, you seem to have turned on me. It doesn’t mean that I won’t miss you. That anticipation of seeing your in the morning. Your essence enticing me…..the taste of you on my tongue.

But it is over, my love and my friend.

Memories are all that we will share going forward.

(sob)