By Sunder
I stare longingly at the open window As I take a sip of my aromatic brown coffee. The warmth of my hands reached top to below, Being alone gives me much needed energy. The sights I see, I see every detail. The smells I smell, I remember very well. I read the fancy handwriting of the mail From my one and only dearly beloved Rachel. She asked how I've been-- Did I finish this year's resolution? Every goal has been complete, I'm keen, As I did everything with utter devotion. We laughed, we danced, we cried. Rachel and I did almost everything together. She has always been by my side. Everything we ever did, I remember. I stare longingly out the open window, As I take another sip of my brown coffee. Sitting here is relaxing and comforting, no? Being content in the present, the past makes me happy.